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My mother my siblings and I were in a room at the top of stairs and we were trying to block off the stairs I had my little dog with me. She started whining and this huge snake comes into the room from the stairs and I just knew it was poisonous. The snake rears up to strike and my mom leans in front of it at the last minute and it looked me straight in the eye as it bites her neck. I pick up my phone to call 911 but it won't let me call and I don't know my address.

I was washing clothes at natural tap at place like jungle some people were there water was flowing suddenly my daughter cried snake who was with me I told her to stand on the open place I was with my work suddenly I saw black snake little bit far from the tap I felt scared and step back n then small snake drop down from water flowing on my hands n then I ran away from there but I saw many Black snakes were around me ready to strike on me I was trying to throw away those snakes from me

Dad tries to attack me but i defend myself by push kicking him away very softly, Then he talks about martial arts then tries to hit me again. I block every strike showing him that i could have hurt him with strike of my own but I don't hit him. then he grabs some plastic and says how about a knife attack at this stage im naked, im wondering why im naked, then he attacks me i block the knife attack but dad pulls me back grabs the knife in his other hand and pretends to stab me in the back. I mention that he stabbed me with the handle of the knife so then he turns it around and pretends to stab me with the point of the knife. Then I'm lying on a table and i see a big black and yellow spider on the beam above me. the spider connects his web to the beam then lowers himself down towards me, I try to move but i cant seem to, i call to my dad that there is a spider but he cant hear me. the spider lands on the table by my right arm pit then climbs up on me and just stands there looking at me.

A far as I know, my dream started in a rainstorm. For some reason, it was my fault that wind was circling my house while a dark storm brewed outside. Internally, I remember thinking that it was tornado weather, that a tornado would strike my house and pull it from the ground. The difference I didn't notice till I woke up was that the house was like a weak replica of my house made of old wood. It was placed where at the school where it says "community center" but the school wasn't there. The winds did eventually pull apart the house, but only the second floor, which I was on, was swing into the school parking lot. It went slow motion as I was flying and whenever I fly in a dream, it slows down, like my mind is questioning if that could really happen. After the second floor of my house replica crashes through a tree, I climb out safely and unharmed. In the school parking lot is my cousins. Liz and I are put on a team for a new game against Debby and Ruth. The game is like tag but even though one team goes after the other as the tagger and the other runs, it doesn't switch teams if you tag them. Teams switch between being tagger at the sound if a whistle every 5-10 min. If your tagged, your out of the game. We suddenly found ourselves running around grandmas farm before ending up at some place I've never seen. At this place was all the freshmen and the teams were now boy against girl. Us girls were taggers and were hanging out in an apartment like building with the boys that for some reason we weren't tagging, even though they were in still. Suddenly the whistle blows and us females run for the door, um the first out of the backroom into the kitchen and debate hiding in the fridge, but instead hide to the side of it opposite the door everyone is trying to get through. The lights are off and most of the females that havnt been tagged are running out the kitchen door to where I suppose the hallway is. The first male to come out turns on the kitchen light.The males are screaming "this is Sparta!" And chasing after them. A few of the males still have food and drinks and shit from in the room and rush to the fridge to put it away. I'm freaking out cuz I think they'll catch me, but the door opens so it blocks me from view. They throw the stuff in the fridge and don't bother closing the door. At this point a person that is co side red a respected figure in the dream, I assume a teacher but don't recognize him, yells at the boys and makes them all crowd in the kitchen to talk about how impolite they are being to the girls. At this point , the fridge door is closed and Jo and gen show up next to me. I don't question anything at first cuz genna looks the same, but in this dream Jo is skinny. Her hair is the same color, but has an anime kind of wave to it, she literally looks like an anime character. This is the pint where I'm like "umm that's not how Jo is" and when I overly question the dream, it kicks me out so that's when I wake up.

Another dream I had was me and some random people (They was my friends in the dream but i don’t know them in real life) prank called the mafia and they said they as going to take revenge on us but we ignored this. About a day or so passes and we go to do another prank call and we notice our other friend isn’t there and we see a small gold box with a red ribbon on it and we open it and see a finger inside and a new classification of fear strikes my heart. My friend and I go after the mafia and we almost get killed. A week later the mafia is reeking rampage on my dads neighborhood and I ask him what are we going to do and he states “We are going to take them and move them into our neighborhood and wait” I responded back by saying “Are you crazy” then my dad yells back as I look at his house “I REFUSE TO LET THIS TURN INTO A VIOLENT PROTEST"

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