I was at my old childhood home in Marietta. Some guys had been working in the next door neighbors yard. But they drove up through our yard and left lots of charcoal in the pine bed and in the grass. And, they drove up in our grass and left tracks because it had rained. This was not the first time that they had trespassed.
So I went next door looking for the main guy. I found him and told him that I wanted him to fix the yard. He walked away so I went right up to him and told him that he was going to go rake out the beds and put new straw down. He said that he would. I told him that he wouldnt drive on our yard anymore.
As I walked back to the house, a big noise came from the Sky I looked up and a jet was overhead but, it was hovering overhead and had its engine pointed down towards us rather than backwards like jets do. I went in the house, but we heard more noises. A helicopter flew overhead and a little one came buzzing down. It was that domed kind that police have and was black. It looked like it was going to land in the neighbors yard across the street, but it turned right and started flying at the house top level through the trees towards the work crew. It was sawing off branches.
It had gotten completely dark. I saw the other helicopter shine its spotlight on the next door neighbors place. My mom was out in the cul de sac looking at it all. I yelled at her to come in. She was hesitant, and I yelled again. There were several family members now outside in the yard, and I knew that shooting was about to start, and we had to get inside.
I woke up.
4:47am