My dream last night

There was this huge mansion we lived in, sort of like the Haunted Mansion. We were packing up the car getting ready to take this old lady and her family out to have a good time. A train stopped and who got off (maybe Ms. Mekis, a history teacher I had in high school, since apparently you know everyone in your dreams) pulled a gun on us. I hit the floor and tried to cover my head. She was going to take us hostage, I think. I told her I would need my period-to-go kit, since it was getting close to that time. She said okay and I sprinted to the house. When I came in, my dad was sitting on the couch, watching tv like always. I told him what was happening and he asked if he should call the police. I said no, because I knew she'd only kill all of us if he did that. I ran upstairs ans packed some stuff when he yelled up to me if he needed me to burn or save anything. (I don't know.) when I looked out the window, my mother had driven herself and my sister away from the woman, I could hear the car reving away. I wasn't scared in this dream at all. It was nothing like the one I blogged about before.