I was at a family barbecue but my friend was there who’s 6’3. There was a little girl with Down’s syndrome sat alone so I went and sat with her and talked. My friend started walking over and she looked terrified so I asked her what was up and she replied ‘I’m scared he’s going to stab me again like when he stabbed me, your dad and grandad’. I got two knives from the barbecue and went over to my friend and said to him ‘how dare you stab my dad, grandad and this beautiful little girl! You are going to feel that pain!’ And I started chasing him round my house (I’m 5’3, he’s 6’3) and I finally cornered him in my bedroom. I then said to him ‘I’m not going to stab you’ and he knocked me out. When I woke up, I was in my own bed and I could see that there was someone next to me but I couldn’t tell who it was, I knew it was a woman though. She got up and I pretended to be asleep. When she had left, I started to feel some pain so I looked down and I had two stab wounds to my chest. My friend had obviously stabbed me after knocking me out. I got two tissues and applied pressure because they were both bleeding. My Aunty walked in and when I rolled over, the tissues fell, covered in blood but my Aunty didn’t seem concerned or shocked in any way.