Driveway and Dad

I was reversing my car onto our driveway. My dad was outside smoking, and he was yelling at me telling me I was doing it wrong. He told me to let him do it, and I replied "But you don't know how to drive my car. You don't know how to drive stick." And he screamed at me, telling me never to get smart with him like that. Next thing I knew, I was being dragged on the driveway up towards the gate by my wrist. When he stopped dragging me, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and burned my hand with it. Just pushed it in and twisted it - my skin was sizzling. Then he did 3 more on my wrist down my arm. I cried in pain - but I knew I was dreaming when I realized I actually didn't feel anything. No pain.