Dream part 3

I try to push him away with fists, but he grabs me closer to him. My hands are clenched in a fist, but I can’t punch him. As he squeezes my body, my fists loosen, and my chest hurts. I look around to see if any one was in the room with us. I say in a low tone of voice, “Please, just let me go.” I step on his toe, but he didn’t react much. He just shook his head back and forth, “Not gonna happen Mrs. Pretty thang…” I use all of my force that I had in my arms to hit downward to loosen his grip. I then punched him in the throat where he had to try to breath. He tried to grab me, but I picked up a heavy black rod that is used to move black coal around in the fire pit. I used it as an attacking tool. I gripped that rod like I was about to bat a ball. The sudden crack of the rod forced onto his hand made him squeal. Once I hit his hand, I dropped the rode and ran to my sister’s room just like in baseball when you drop the bat and run to the bases, but I ran faster. I turn the corner and see my sister crawling through the window. My coaches were guiding her where to go. They pointed her to our school bus and told her to run as fast as she could but to be quiet. She did as she was told and started to run toward the school. As I saw her running down the street, I saw a black truck stop, and I knew it must be the other guy. I point fiercely at my sister, and my coaches knew what I wanted them to do. Coach Ben ran to the truck. He started yelling and cursing the guy to get out of the truck. He walks around the front of the car to the driver and opens the car door. Coach Ben’s hand clenches to the guy’s shirt, and he throws him out of the truck. You could tell that Coach is really mad. I hear the guy in the other room talking to someone on his phone. I panicked and looked at Coach Steve by the window. He ran to the other side of the house and came through the front door. I hear, “UMFFF” and then a crash. I ran into the room, and I see Coach on the guy. He basically tackled the mother fucker.  I ran back into my sister’s room to see through her window. They were gone. Where did they go? I hear a crack to the mouth and a yelp. I ran in the other room again. This time Coach is on the floor, and the guy is pointing a gun at him. He raises the gun at me, and I looked at Coach.

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