Violence

Night of: January 16
People Involved: John M. (elementary school), my mom, my brother

I was at a party, and there was a fight circle outside. I came out, and saw that there was one guy who could knock anyone out with one punch--it was John. He started coming after me, and I backed away, saying that I'm probably the worst fighter. He pointed to some other kid, and said I have to fight him, and that he has never won a fight... so I fought. The kid swung awkwardly and was able to block his punches for the most part. I punched back, lightly at first, but then started hitting him really hard in the face. It was strange that my fists didn't hurt at all. After about ten punches to the face, the kid went down.
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I was in Boston, on the Green Monster at Fenway Park. I was on "vacation" with my mom, and when we came back, she said that someone in the family died, so we had to go away again. This made me upset, and I tried to think of excuses to stay.
I was at my old house, and something was going on in the other room--I noticed that there were a bunch of people there, and a few guys killing everyone else off one by one. When I realized this, I ran to my mom and brother, told them that we have to leave, and that I was going to jump out the window. I opened the window, grabbed my bed sheet, tied one end to the bed, and used the other end to drop down to the ground below. It was strange because the ground was only like 4 feet below, despite me being on the second story. I hopped down and ran.

In Retrospect: The punching (especially one-punch knockout) is because I fell asleep earlier watching Snatch. I guess the violence also went through to the second dream.