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First I had a dream of me my dad Kim and MaryLou went to store I think it was called BJ's and we were looking for what kind of alcohol to buy. There were these big water bottle jugs and there was this red cup filled with some red shaved ice that kim put a blue drink in it and mixed it around and then took it to the cash register. My dad said are you sharing that with Brittany and she said yes. Now I'm in a pool with Jennifer Anniston and some other ppl. The turn to Kim and I and say one must be marylou daughter and one must be Tim's daughter.Supposedly those water bottles are filled with alcohol. My dad said are you sharing that with Brittany and she said yes. Supposedly those water bottles are filled with alcohol. Now I'm driving home in my car and on the right side of the car there is this steam of smoke coming up straight up in the underneath the stream of smoke there lights a little bit of fire. what I thought I got my car fixed. I pulled the car over and some guys come over and try to fix it. supposedly the battery needs charging and that was the problem with that. Then i go to a store and bye this illegal alcohol for my lips. It just smelled good. It was $0.34 my car started to go up in smoke again and then i pull it over again. I soon find out by this guy that it wasn't in the right gear it didn't need to be in drive but in Jesus has the wheel. I was like I thought there was only park neutral reverse and drive. What kind of gear is Jesus has the wheel. In this gear I could only go the speed limit and couldn't go any faster. But my car worked after that.

My boyfriend and I were arguing about the water bill in a joking manner downstairs. I ran upstairs and into the bedroom and he chased me. I turned to slam the door but there was a force pushing against the door, which i thought was him, but there was nothing on the other side of the door. I stopped pushing and felt something take over my body and throw me to the ground. Then my boyfriend came in and i started trying to kick him, but it wasnt me, it was whatever took over my body. I was trying to yell to him that i wasnt trying to hurt him and that it wasnt me attacking him but i could not getting any sounds out of my mouth. Then i woke up.

I was with my violent ex, it felt so realistic, I was upset shouting and crying asking him why he hurt me, and that I still loved him, that I wished he could understand I need him but want him to know what he's put me through, he was saying he loved me but it was my fault because I took him to court for the violence, and he was sleeping with other girls to hurt me more, I felt so emotional and angry, I hit him over the head with a pan and it killed him, I didn't mean to kill him, I felt in despair I tried waking him up but he wasn't responding, I buried him under the floor in my bedroom with the advice of my friends, I couldn't keep it a secret thought I felt so hopeless and alone, I was going to confess, but I thought I'd check on his body first to try wake him up again, I was emotional and crying, when I got to him I held him and kept shaking him, he was bleeding really badly, but he starting moving, he woke up and I felt so relieved and overwhelmed with joy, I told him how sorry I was and that I loved him and never wanted to lose him, I ran and got him some bandages for his head and some water, he said it was okay, he held my hand and we walked away, then I woke up

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.

Me and my boyfriend were running from a man named daniel. he chased us for several blocks before me and my boyfriend stopped in an alley. we began to laugh because we thought he lost us until i felt someone grab me by my hair and i fell to the ground. daniel dragged me by my hair between two buildings. My boyfriend began to try to fight him but daniel pinned him down and said "if you move i swear to you i will kill her right now" so he stayed silent. daniel then reached for my shirt and tried to remove it, then i realized what was going to happen so i began to struggle desperately so that he wouldnt rape me, but he forced me to the ground and raped me in front of my boyfriend . my boyfriend started crying when he understood what was happening and i began to cry too. when daniel was done he pulled out a gun, pointed it at my head and said "this will only hurt alot" and pulled the trigger. then i woke up

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