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I dreamed I was napping in my Grandmother's house, in her living room on a couch. She passed away a short time ago. My grandma was trying to walk by quietly like you would if someone was sleeping. I saw her out of the corner of my eye. I then proceeded to turn my head to follow her to where she sat down. I was so excited to see her. I could only reach my hand out to her and she reached back to me. We gripped each other's hands in joy. Her hand was cold and hard, but I didn't care. Then I started to go about my day there in her home. She was like a guardian angel and cared about what I was doing. She made me laugh when I was showering. She kept banging on the shower curtain. I was very happy. I just kept reaching out to touch her. She said I was lucky to be able to experience this, not everyone can.

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My dream was a version of Frankenstein we watched during class the previous day. I dreamt of the madness of Victor Frakenstein and his accomplice Professor Krempe. During their studies of the creation of the monster, an Ape arm was used to test the ability of reanimation and electricity (impulses). For whatever reason the Professor decided that it was a good idea to slip the arm of the ape onto his own arm. Unfortunatly, the arm started taking over the Professors body, he was turning into a blood thirsty ape killer. It was Victors task to kill the professor. Using a knife he threw it straight at the professor/ape into his heart. The Professor slid down a brick wall, pulled the knife out of his heart. He then proceeded to pry open the hole the knife was in and started pulling out his entrails, and naming them as he went along, Pericardial sac, amniotic fluid and placenta.

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My friend and I were both demigods, like in the Percy Jackson series. We were in a house with a creature with the body of a mountain lion and the head of a 40 year old lady. When we found the mountain lion thing I drew my sword and prepared to fight it and he declared he was going to get some chocolate milk. I proceeded to fight the creature while he headed to the kitchen, suddenly I heard a loud bang and the creature turned to dust, I turned to see him standing in the doorway holding a shotgun and he said “I didn't find any chocolate milk".

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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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I was with my best friend and we were watching a film. In the film, there was a young boy who was looking for someone and somehow he ended up in an autopsy room, he laid down on the bed/table thing and started chopping sausages (literally) and somehow the boy threw the sausages at my friend and I. After cutting the sausages, the boy looked at his hands and started cutting his hands, there was blood everywhere, a police officer came and saw what happened, he looked at the boy and vomitted all over the boys hands and then he fainted. The boy then proceeded on cutting his body open. I looked to my friend and said "i'm going to the toilet" I went to the sink and started vomitting blood and chunks of skin. Needless to say, I couldnt sleep after that. It was horrifying and gross!

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It was night out. And I was wearing a white dress. I had an unknown object in my thumb, which my mother proceeded to pull out with a pair of tweezers. It was bloody. Then, I escaped out the door to get into a black van, where there was a couple snuggling in the backseat and a guy in a towel was driving. It started driving down my lane and halfway down I get a bad feeling, so I jumped out of the van and ran back to my house. When I got it, my sister was crying and she would not tell me why.

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I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

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