This is a dream that happened to me yesterday.

I was living in a house with a random family and it was little happy family. They had one of those golf carts and I would drive it around the block all the time. There were these people that were staying in the living room and they were always fun to be around, everybody loved them. I started to notice that the middle child's personality was changing. He would be happy one second and then the next thing you know it, he's yelling at you. He slowly started to get physical. It was kinda scary, so every night I would drive the golf cart and just try and get away, but it would stop not far from the house. I would check to see if anything was wrong with it, but it was fine. It stopped at the same spot every night. I would be mad cause I had to push it back home. The next scene, it's daytime and the middle child had a bruise on his eye. I'm not sure how he got it, but I was guessing bullies. We were all playing a board game by the front door of the house. The middle child went to the living room to see if the couple wanted to play too and before he was going to ask them they both started laughing at him and saying "what happened to your eye." They were both wiping their eyes from laughing too much and were now pointing and laughing, saying things like, "he probably ran into a door, or he punched himself in the face." As this is all happening, the boy is looking down, shaking. He slowly closed the door shut, still looking down. Once he closed the door, he slowly looked up, still shaking, but it wasn't like a shaking were you were crying. It was a shaking were you're so angry and you're about to explode. When his eyes met theirs he smiled, a creepy smile that was saying I'm gonna get you. The couple were now saying "Aww, I think we made him angry" and "what are you gonna do about it?" He slowly walked up to them with the same smile and then it cut to the next scene. I was in the golf cart driving away from the house and he was behind me walking fast. He had blood all over his clothes and was holding a knife in his hand. It was daytime too, but right when I hit the spot where the cart would stop by itself, it got dark and the golf cart stopped again. I was trying to get it to go, but it wouldn't go and he was getting closer. I just got out and started running. He was kinda far from me, but whenever I turned to look, he would be closer. No matter how fast I ran, he would still be behind me. I woke up while I was running.