The Pinsir

I was riding with my dad, step-mom, and step-sisters in my dad's semi. I was in the sleeper with the girls, and was holding what I called a "high-power sniper rifle". It didn't have a scope. I asked dad what would happen if it went off, and he said the truck would roll over and we'd all die. He then told me I had to assassinate somebody, and I was all for it! Then, as we got nearer to where my target was to be, I got all emotional and told dad I couldn't kill another person for somebody else's reasons, and dad got pissed! He kept going on with "this isn't about you!" and stuff like that, but I stuck to my morals and flat out told him I WOULDN'T shoot any body and he'd have to do it. We got to the dude's house who I was supposed to kill, and he came outside and tried to tackle me. I grabbed him and tried to throw him on the ground, but he was stronger than me and ended up on top. I tried to roll him over to gain the upper hand, but I was simply not strong enough. I yelled out "Uncle Johnny!" and uncle Johnny ran out of the house and kicked the dude in the head, and I rolled on top of him and my uncle and I beat the crap out of this dude.

I woke up feeling proud of myself for being willing to stand up for what I believe in in my dream, and also for beating up some terrorist guy...or something like that...