I was at the top floor of an apartment apparently it was my home. Then there was a black guy (weird because we dont have blacks in our country) thief at outside but I wasnt able to do anything about it. He was screaming and throwing rocks. Then three other guys come to my aid and catch this black middle aged thief. I went down with anger and started beating and punching him. While I was beating him apparently he never was a black thief he was my three years old brother and I was beating him, he said he was sorry in his babily voice and something else that I couldnt remember I was so shocked that I woke up at the middle of the night.
