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3 characters are chasing me, each wearing neon coats. One pink, one green, one yellow. I see more of the pink and rarely the yellow. I am alone at home until they enter my house. They are searching for me and I hide in the oy bedroom with a fire escape (by the way, I live in an apartment) I reach the ground and I run straight ahead. I look back and I see the neon pink coated character at the enterance of the building. How did it reach the bottom floor so quickly? I run but the pink character doesn't run but it gets closer to me. Closer and faste than I can run. I am scared because these characters had killed people. I fall to the ground and the dream ends.

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I'm barefoot in my house i look up and there are neon orange vipers with markings on their backs everywhere hanging from the open door, on top of the cabinets, on the counter tops and one large viper on the floor. My father is wearing boots so he picks me up but there is no where to turn i grab the large viper by the head, while my dad continues to hold me up off the ground, so my feet don't get bitten. I'm fighting with the snake, crushing its jaw when my dad stabs it with a knife i think it\'s dead so i let go but it moves it\'s head and gets me with one of its fangs very shallow cut

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I'm barefoot in my house. I look up and there are neon orange vipers with markings on their backs everywhere. hanging from the doors, the cabinets, on the counters, and one big viper on the floor. My dad has on boots, so he picks me up but there is no where to turn. I grab the large viper by the head while my dad continues to hold me in the air so my feet don't get bitten. I'm crushing the vipers head, when my dad stabs it with a knife. I think it's dead so I let go, but it moves it's head and gets me with one of its fangs. Very shallow cut.

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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

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I dreamed that I walked into a gymnasium where people were learning a dance corriography. I walked out of the gym back onto the street in the wrong direction and the. walk back to the gym in the right direction. Entered the buiding and walked into the wrong gymnasium but the. found the right one. I thought I forgot something and the dance instructor as me if I forgot something Soneone told me rumors that I woman that I am in love with was interested in someone else but that person was not interested in her

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