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I'm at the doctor (to which I've been going to for about 4 days) and he's asking all questions, takes my blood pressure and then tells me to take my 2 fingers, put them on my scalp and then slowly move them to my waist to ensure they are merely the same size. I did this about ten times as doctor took notes. Doctor was funny and kind. He said we were going to do another brain activity outside next. He writes some doctor stuff down, then left the room normally(I think he went outside to prepare the next thing we had to do). ALL OF A SUDDEN, I hear LOUD static which turns to a weird beeping sound, flashing lights everywhere, and the earth shaked as if there was a level 10 earthquake. People gathered outside. It was blueish/dawn outside. HUGE UFOs were in the sky and seemed to be attacking Earth. This went on for about 7 minutes, then, more, differnt-looking ufos came and tried to attack the first ufos. These ones had colorful dots and I found these ones to be the government. I whipped out my phone and took 4 pictures of the ufos- I did it quick bc I was scared they would see me. They eventually went away and it turned cold. everyone was heading some direction in a hurry(I guess they were going home). Everyone was walking quickly in groups, all holding hands. Kristi barcelo and katie drought same up to me and said to hurry and to walk with them. Finally made it home and the earth turned pitch black. No lights worked. The world was silent now and everyone seemed to be sleeping. Teresa was sleeping in her bed. I looked out teresas window and saw things laying out on the driveway and road. Idk if it was people or debris from trees or what, I just knew I should stay away from the window. I walk into my room and someone's sleeping on my bed. I look closley, see it's jessica and try to wake her up. She does the peace sign and continues to sleep. I try to wake her up again, this time she sits up. I ask her wth is all of this, and what happened? I say nothing is real anymore, Everything is a copy of a copy and everything is so far away. I ask Jessica what happened and she tells me her story. It started off she was at starbucks drinking a mocha then it happened. She told me her whole story. I asked what were the things outside? She said that same people died/froze because they got too close or they touched the ufos. Then mom. And jessicas mom appeared at the doorway, jessicas mom was here to pick her up. She left. Mom was saying we were going to the dmv soon and she asked me 2 questions to quiz me. I told her I wasn't ready to take the test and I didn't study for it yet, but she said it was easy now and she would take the test with me. (Need 2 ppl to drive a car? New cars?)

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I had a dream I was possessed by a demon. I couldn't move and I was turning crazy, I was still myself but I wasn't. I looked in the mirror and was completely different, I was scary, my eyes were red and I had three of them. My teeth were sharp and rotting, my hair was thin and I had horns. My sister kristin was also possessed, no one believed me when I told them what was going on, they though we were crazy and locked. Us in a room together, she tore the flesh from my body.

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The setting of this dream took place at four-year University in the student gift shop. Teachers and students were nonchalantly conversing in the shop, like they would on an average day. Mr. Roopchand happened to be one of the teachers conversing in the shop, amongst other teachers. The place where the teachers were discussing “teacher things” was by the clothing rack on a blue polka-doted carpet. All of a sudden, thin, thorn-covered vines began slithering across the carpet toward the teachers. The teachers remained unaware of the vines, and continued their conversations. The vines made its way to the oblivious teachers and crept up their bodies until it reached their thick necks. It wrapped itself, repeatedly around each teacher’s neck that was standing on the carpet, and began to strangle them. The teachers had no chance. Before they could even begin to fathom what was happening, they took their last breath. Although they did not fall to the ground after being strangled to death, as most would expect, they stood in place, as if they were statues. As I stood on the tile floor in utter and complete disbelief, I noticed a correlation between the teachers who were talking on the carpet, and the students who were conversing on the tile floor across the room. I came to a random conclusion that speaking while on the carpet causes vines to appear and strangle the person committing the innocent act. I have absolutely no idea where my conclusion stemmed from. I rushed over to the students to warn them about the absurd and horrific event that just occurred. I told them word for word what happened to the unfortunate teachers, and begged them not to speak while on any type of carpet (good thing only half of the store was covered in carpet, and the rest in tile). The students walked out in oblivion and silence; even though they were stepping on tile. They took no risk. As the students and I walked out of the gift shop, a female student completely disregarded my warning and held a conversation while sitting on the grass under a shaded oak tree, cackling away. I whispered under my breath. "I hope she get's choked by a vine", unexpectedly, a vine appeared, the same thorn-covered vine that strangled the unaware teachers. It wrapped around the cackling student's neck, as it did the teachers prior, and strangled her as she attempted to grasp the last breath of air she would ever take. I grew a strong sense of remorse and sorrow for the unfortunate student whom had no sense of obedience when given instructions. There was an unusual feeling in my stomach. I do not remember stating that one could not speak while on the grass. I shook my head in confusion and mumbled to myself "I thought it was just carpet." As those exact words escaped from my mouth, I slipped off of the sidewalk into the grass for a split second, then regained my proper place back onto the concreted path. As I proceeded to stroll down the sidewalk, I quickly became aware of the thorn-covered veins that attempted to slither up my left leg, up towards my neck region. It tangled itself around my neck and began to squeeze tightly. In a panic, I aggressively attempted to remove the vines from my neck to spare my life. Shockingly, the vines detached itself from my neck with ease. I was is in a state of absolute oblivion. All they had to do was rip them off with their bare hands? I refused to believe that it was that easy. I sprinted home to clear my mind and figure out this situation. I ran into my backyard, only to find that my mother and brother were in the process of removing all of the grass in our back yard, leaving only dirt. "News must travel fast" I stated jokingly. I asked why they had done such and extreme, but clever, deed. They responded, "Not taking any chances." We laughed, and Kristina came outside in the backyard with us to join the conversation. As Kristina was talking, she slipped in a small patch of grass that my mother and brother forgot to remove; Just as I had did earlier that day. Again the vines appeared to collect their next victim. They placed themselves around Kristina's neck and began to strangle her. I screamed in fear " Nina, rip them off with your hands. Hurry up!" She followed my instructions, and frantically tugged at the vines; but they were not releasing her neck. I blurted that she should try getting off of the grass and run on the concrete to see if the vines would remove themselves from her throat. She ran like a maniac down the street, trying her best to remove the stubborn vines. As Kristina ran down the street, a black truck that I was familiar with drove slowly passed my house. In the truck was Mrs. Lisa, a neighbor of mine whom I gave the title of my "second mom", who also passed away last year November. She glanced at me, and then drove off.

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