No Sex, But Violence

I had another violent dream. This time I wasn't so scared, even though I was being shot at by a large group of people. Supposedly I finally did get shot about two times which doesn't seem right to me for the wounds never seemed to affect me for the rest of the dream. A gang was basically after my family for who knows what. We had a large crazy house with several people living in it. They found me first but I basically managed to escape them multiple times just to save my family in whatever way I possibly could. The only member of my family that was in my dream that does exist today was my dad. He had the courage and intelligent mind to deal with the people in a way to deceive them. I was glad to not have to worry about him as much for I believe I had an older sister who had a husband and young daughter to save. As always, that's about all I can write right now, but it was quite an intense dream.