Drive by shooting parade

Date: 9/22/2017

By emilyassoulin

I am inside a house, not my own but someone else's, maybe the neighbor. I reach for the phone on the wall. I am trying to call the police. Im not sure why i am calling them, i just know that something bad is about to happen. There is a dial tone. No one ever answers. I am now in someones garage. There is 5 or 6 people sitting in foldable lawn chairs. The garage is open. They seem like they are getting ready for something. I see the other houses across the street are doing the same thing. A huge combat style truck is driving on the opposite side of the neighborhood. They have ak47s. They start shooting towards the people on the other side. They then turn to us and point. Your next, they say smiling. I start to panic. Why is everyone still sitting here? I tell everyone that we need to move. They are about to shoot rounds into us. They just say, oh its tradition. At this point im confused, do i stay here or go inside the house. Im still sitting even though i can see the truck approaching. My body wount let me move. They start to fire rounds into the garage. The bullets are loud, but none of them hit me. The few people in front slump over, but a few seconds later they sit up like nothing has happened. I am now in an alley way with a woman. She is carrying a gun. We approach the back door of one of the houses. She starts shooting the door and all around it. Im worried someone is going to get hit. She laughs and walks off. I then see a little boy open the door and look at us. It shakes me. He could have been killed.