Dreaming

I am walking down a street towards home; it is nighttime and dark. As I approach my house (an unfamiliar house), I see three men by the wall overlooking the front garden. They are drunk and are urinating over the wall onto my grass. I don’t want them to notice me, so I slip down an alley at the side of the house.

As I reach the back garden, I can see my French doors wide open. I realise I have been broken into and think it must be the men that were out the front. I am a bit scared to enter in case an intruder is still in there, but as I do so and call out, I see two policemen approach me; they are wearing their high vis. I recognise one as being Ken.

I feel comforted by the fact that the police are here and that one is Ken, as I know I can trust him. I tell him that there are three men at the front of the house and maybe it was them.

I am scared, but I know I am safe.