Hunter by my arthropod dragon mother

Date: 3/10/2021

Inside a school. Mother/monster (long dragon/arthropod body with long icicle/glass horn) was trying to kill me, but in a covert manner. I had to escape, so I was swinging a wired computer mouse against the thick glass window, hitting it again and again in the same place, trying to break it to get out. I broke the glass but not open. Ultimately the school day ended and I was able to leave without being killed because of public witnesses. I ran to my old neighbors house. Randy was in the pasture playing guitar for the cows. Neli was inside, she let me use the phone. I called my sister and told her what was happening so she could help or be warned. I knew that the monster knew my username, so it would try to track me using that. I was struggling to come up with a new username. At some point I ended up in a small shed with Craig Robinson and Ahbed from Community. One of them had a plastic case (it was suspiciously similar to a Mr. Potato head...) that they kept a hostile orange balloon (like from Shield Hero) inside. It had some sort of citrus powers as well (lol). Someome was hunting for us so we all 3 clambered up into a shelf to hide. Somehow Craig pretended to be their ally, and sneakily moved me out to safety. I ran deep into Randy's field so that I would be behind some trees, out of sight. There were so many above ground soft side swimming pools there, for the cows to drink from. I was using them for cover too, and the entire place was swarming with snakes because of all the water. I made it through the field back to my yard and I met Joanne's ghost. Apparently she had died from cancer? Because she was dead she kinda knew everything and told me it was all over and everything was cured and better now (the mother monster hunt) . She was visible and mostly a normal human form, but with a nebulous surrounding aura that enveloped me, it was like being under a blanket. But she could also hug me, like a normal hug mostly. She wanted me to help her get peace for her dad, who had also died. His ashes were sealed in a green bottle, within another larger bottle of gravel. When we got it open, a pink smoke wafted out and he materialized. He lead us to Christine's house which had a massive curving staircase, with shelves reaching all the way to the 20+ foot ceilings, and absolutely crammed with encyclopedias and old books. There were lots of Norse books too.