I found myself in a big yard, surrounded by pine trees. This was my grandpa's yard. I was with about 20 other people. An awkwardly large wiffle ball game was about to start. I'm next up to bat. I see my brother is the pitcher. The first throw is too high, almost like he isn't trying to throw it properly. The second one hits me. I thought about walking to base but I really wanted to swing and hit the ball. He throws another one and Its too inside. Finally he throws one that I can get a piece of and I rush to first base. I made it! For some reason though the guy on second gets to second base, then leaves second comes closer to me. That's all I recalled.