Giant on the Run

I'm 5 or 6 years old, eating dinner at a fancy restaurant with my parents and many of their adult friends. Also my Aunt Kristin is there. My mom says that she forgot her keys at home and asks me, the child, to run home and get them. So I do. On my way home, I see in the distance a giant. He has a treasure box and is lifting the roofs off of houses and picking up the children inside the houses and putting them in the treasure box. I'm really scared and so I start running as fast I can to my house, but all of a sudden, the sidewalk becomes icy and slippery and I am sliding all over the place. I'm panicking because the giant is getting closer and closer and I suddenly remember that my two younger siblings are inside our house. I must save them from the giant! Eventually, I make it inside to find my brother and sister trapped in cages in our living room.