We were hanging out with family and invited them over, and it was a normal day, and after our family went home, there was this loud noise, which shook the house, and we and all the neighbors of our neighborhood had to go to this hiding place until it was safe again because there were explosions. When it quieted down, we all went back home, to hopefully be safe, but we didn't want to be alone, so we invited our family to stay that night with us.
The next day, they went home, and we were still scared, so I go to lock the door. We go back into our night time routine, but I notice this guy walks in the room. Me and my husband are quite confused as to how this guy got through the locked doors of the house. His buddy started throwing some kind of substance on our furniture around us, and tried to light a match. My husband tried to stop them, as I bolted for the door, screaming with the hopes someone would hear me. I grabbed my phone to call the cops while sprinting to the next safest place I could find, while sobbing hysterically...
Then I wake up to my husband asking if I'm okay cause apparently I was running in my sleep and kicked him in the process.
