Dream About Grandmother Room Being Upset Punches Gun Bullying Cakes

This dream occurred in my childhood home. I always have reoccurring dreams of my childhood home. The first part of my dream was me going into my grandmother on my mother side room. (in real life, this is my grandmother on my mother side, and my childhood home belongs to my grandfather on my dad side. My mother’s mother has never lived in that home.) my grandmother found out I went in her room and she was so upset with me. I told her I had to go in there for something important, and she didn’t care. Later on that day, there was a light skiing guy that was looking for my cousin, which is a girl. And we hid her and told him that we don’t know where she is. He ended up leaving. So later on that night, everyone was having a good time, and my cousin was sitting right next to me on this beige couch In the living room. all of a sudden, the guy comes back, and this time my cousin is in the living room sitting next to me, and she’s also standing up in the living room behind a table as well. It was two of her as if she had a twin in my dream. he walks over to the cousin that’s sitting next to me and punches her in the stomach. I helped my cousin as he walked around the sofa into the kitchen. Then he comes back into the living room, and now he has a gun holding it in her face. I grabbed my gun, And tried to pull the trigger, but it would not shoot. I tried twice. So my mind daydream of me pulling the trigger as he walked back further into the living room with his group of friends. Then my dreams switched to me riding in a black truck with my grandma and my cousin to go pick up my cousin son from school. On the way home, there was a conversation about my cousin being bullied at school, but I had on my earphones, so I wasn’t listening to the entire conversation. we pulled back up at my childhood home and park on the carport. as we were getting out of the black truck, my grandma was sayting that he’s getting bullied. my cousin denies it, and said no, he’s not. So when I heard it, my cousin was walking towards me, so we could open the door to go inside, and as we were doing that, I told her well sometimes your son is going to say that he’s not even bully when he really is and if he is, we want to make sure that we are doing the best we can for his mental health. once we went inside, I forgot that I left my purse outside. So I walked back outside, as I was walking to this small, all black car that resembles a Toyota Camry I noticed the neighbors across the street had their front door open and there was a man standing in the doorway. It was just a normal neighbor, not sure if he was talking to someone in his driveway or if he was just opening the door getting some fresh air. I open the front door of the car and grabbed my brown purse and that’s when I noticed there were two homemade cakes that I baked in the backseat and I was wondering how the cakes got outside so I open the back car door to pull the two cakes out to take them in the house. they look like strawberry cakes with pink or white icing and they had Froot Loops all around the cake. One of the cakes had been eaten, and I was kind of happy that people were eating the cake that I baked.