Shooting, bird girls, and a lady

Date: 4/13/2018

I was sitting on the grass on the street I used to live on. My dad still lived there, and now Frank was at a house a few doors down. I waved to frank and said hi. A guy named Gavin who I (in dream only) went to junior high with was laughing and yelling down the street with his posse. Then they knocked on each door and shot whoever answered. They even shot people they saw walking on the street. They were crazy. He just walked passed me, didn’t shoot. I was worried about my dad and my dog down the street. I got my phone and I couldn’t decide if i should call the school or the police first. My phone was cracked and it was the old sliding model I used to have. I called the cool and told them Gavin was the one shooting people, they said a few people have told them and thanked me for confirming. I went to my old house where my dad lived. It was really weird, looked more like an elaborate tree house on the inside with plywood everywhere. He and my dog were ok. Then Simon, the dog, was a werewolf. He couldn’t talk but could sort of understand things if you pointed and used your hands. Then I went to the house where Frank was. I asked K if his uncle was going to sell that house cause I liked it. It was weird. K and I sat on a couch and a pigeon and a snowy owl hopped up to me. They were Ks cousins. It was normal for them to be birds sometimes. They hopped up on my legs and I pet them while they laughed. The pigeon had four legs and I remember asking “how many legs is a pigeon supposed to have?” The pigeon left and the snowy owl stayed. I asked if I could take a Snapchat if her, and she said yes. A tiger also show up? But I snapped them cause it was just weird. Then I cuddled the owl-girl. Apparently they like belly rubs. Then I’m in a college somewhere and I forget what happens but a woman is training a few guys on some machines and I’m determined to do the exact same things as them. And then the lady is really ashamed about something and I comfort her. Dunno.