Water gun attack

Date: 1/19/2020

My church printed some racist pamphlets (which is something that they would never do in real life) and as a result a bunch of people decided to attack my house with water guns. Not the church, not the pastor’s house, but my house specifically. Somehow I was aware of this in advance, but I still answered the door when someone knocked. I didn’t see anyone, so I stepped out a little further and then people jumped out from behind trees and cars and started shooting water guns at me. They were also yelling my first and last name. I tried to close the storm door but for some reason it was really hard to close, as if there was really strong wind holding it open, so finally I gave up and just sat there (I had a chair at that point) and let them soak me. It was sunny and really warm so it actually felt nice. At one point I got my hands on one of their water guns and shot it back at them, but it didn’t have much water in it. I felt really bad afterwards because I had returned violence for violence (tomorrow is MLK day after all) and it hadn’t even done anything. After a while they went home, and I remember it took a weirdly long time for one family to get into their minivan which was parked right across from my house.