Brand New Superhero of Time? Ice cream?

Date: 12/11/2016

The first part of the dream I am a girl, pretty, long brown hair. Jeans. The usual. The last paragraph I am a young man, tall skinny, profession. They were to different people I think, but their personalities were exactly the same. It was like they were the same person just different lives. I spent most of the dream doing the dishes. It was a job, one I had just gotten, and I was hired by the woman who owned the shop. It was an ice cream parlor and very abruptly she left. Leaving me the entire job. I didn't really think I could handle it but I kept on trying. I cleaned and cleaned and served ice cream and cleaned. I made sure everything was spotless. In the same dream danger had come to the community I was living in. Some gang was Magically forcing people to kill themselves after they shot their families. I was after these men, and I was also new to this job. I was a superhero of sorts, but so brand new to it I had no idea what I was doing. Also I had no guide, boss, teacher or anything to show me how. The day the woman came back, she came back to visit, someone had helped me clean. A roommate had come in briefly and cleaned it better than I ever did, which is saying something because all I did was clean. She needed help with her boyfriend which is why she helped, she wanted me done early I guess. So that was the day the woman chose to come back and visit and see how everything was. She was impressed with the cleanliness but she was so much better with the customers than I was. The same day I found the gang in action. They actually had left already, having had the husband kill himself and instruct his wife to kill herself after she shot their little boy. I found her in the middle of putting the gun in her mouth, she didn't want to, but their instructions seemed hypnotically controlling, she had no choice, and she fought it. And she was scared. I tried to talk her down, but she couldn't or wouldn't listen to me. Then the little boy found us, and two guns appeared in her hand. I didn't really know what to do, but she put the second one down her throat and pulled the trigger. I felt so useless, I didn't even know what to do. I just concentrated really hard and something happened. Time rewound, faster and faster, I didn't even know what was going on at first, just whirls and flashes around me, until I found the family before the gang got to them. The family and what happened to them were the only things which rewound. I told the husband to get them out for the city, the were in danger, to leave today. Later I was having dinner at my house with my mother and grandmother. I think I wasn't me, I was a boy, man actually, and these family members were his. I had a girl with me, a girl I liked but I hadn't said anything to yet. My grandmother was teasing me about a 'special friend' which was also male. I kept it dry humor and easy going, denying being gay softly but not to much lest the protest itself sound damning. Because I wasn't gay, the girl I liked was right there beside me. And they were ruining my chances. Damn.