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I was driving to my softball practice with one of my friends. When we turn down the road to the fields when I see a huge tornado like cloud it wad at least two football fields why. We turned around and went home and on the news it said that this cloud has killed many people leaving them burned to death. And it said the cloud was heading right for us. We panic to find a safe area and the cloud gets closer and behind us we see a massive tsunami heeding for us. When it reaches us some people force us to leave our hiding spot so we have to go outside. The tsunami didn't kill anyone but some how re aranged the land. After word everyone wad happy and peaceful and the land was beautiful, until ivrealise somehow I got hurt and all my teeth were falling out. I lost almost all my teeth. And trying to save them all so I can get them back in by my dentist. And then I finally am able to get to my softball game and play, there wad a ball hit to my face and I caught itbut still knocked out some teeth. And then on the way home we had to cross a little pond and couldn't because it wad boiling hot. 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.

Im walking on a very thin land bridge over water, then my sandle falled off and when i letted go of the bridge to get my sendle I saw crocs under the water and then I got back on the bridge... the water was clear enough to see the bottom of the lake. a woman was playing there with her young son then I yell careful and she saw the small croc and jump on top of it and the croc stood up on the two back legs and pushed the woman to the water, the woman swim back to the land and ran away. After the lake i walked through an undone house with very nasty water You couldn't see under the water there, and there was a baby croc but I slap it with a small branch and it swim away. then there was another deep pond but had clear water in it and after it there was a street which I was trynna get to. I do not know why I wanted to get to the street. right after I saw the street I woke up.

I went to a pond surrounded by tall grasses on a cloudy, but warm, day. The water was perfectly clear so I took a look at it. As I did, I leaned too far and fell into the pond. It wasn’t a sudden fall with a big splash, just a light dive. As I fell under, I saw all of the colorful fish swim by over my head. It was as if I didn’t need to breathe. I started swimming to see the whole pond, since on land it seemed quite small. As I was doing so I realized this pond was endless, but it didn’t seem like a bad thing. I kept swimming and swimming, grasping the fact that it was late, and needed to get back to our cottage. I then woke up from my dream.

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