Something really weird happened to me last time and it was quite amusing and frightening because I never really thought that it would ever happen to someone like me; it did, but I am thankful that nothing bad happened in the end.   One fine day, I heard my mother screaming and I saw this unknown man enter our rv; I tried to run away and hide because I was so scared, but I could not move any part of my body. I saw my dad grab the man and tried to get hold of the gun he was holding; I heard my dad struggle against the man who was also very strong. Then I heard loud bang and a shattering sound from the rv parts; I tried to open my mouth and shout, but no sound came and no matter how hard I try, no one seemed to notice that I was there. I saw two cast bullets fall on our bloody floor, but I could not see anymore who got hurt because I fainted. When I regained consciousness, I saw the sun shining brightly and I was on my bed; I stood up and looked over the window and saw my parents happy in our garden and enjoying a hearty meal. It was just a nightmare, I was very thankful that it was so, although I still cried out of relief and happiness that my loved ones are still alive and happy. From that day onwards, I did small things that made my parents happy and proud of me. I realized that even bad things such as nightmares can teach us a valuable lesson about our relationships with our family and friends.