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Woke up and remembered a lot of my dream, this hasn't happened in months if not years. Broken pieces. I was exploring my old college, first I was with some asian girl wandering the halls, we went into a room which was playing a movie, it seemed like an asian-action movie with subtitles but it was near the end but we stayed to watch the final battle scene. Kind of sci-fi movie kind of like power-rangers/transformers. I'm then in the Athletics building and I am with Shawn Bartlette my old roommate and we say hi to my old boss, who doesn't seem to recognize me, I say my name and Shawn's and then I'm showing my Alumni ID which doesn't exist in real life, to the girl at the front desk. Next I'm returning a pillow to the athletics office that belongs to the hockey team but I cannot remember where my old coach's office is. None of the staff are recognizable. Next I'm heading down the stairs of my old college's gymnasium where a volleyball practice is beginning and we head into the fieldhouse where I run into a huge crowd, there are 4 guys I played with and we all shake hands and are pumped to see each other. Then I'm outside of a convenience store getting out of a car with my ex- girlfriend . There are 2 weird older guys on bikes kind of creeping, they may or may not have gone inside with my ex. I try to lock the door to the car and then begin to head inside but then there is a guy who goes up to the car to see if its locked and I give him my piece of mind. It isn't locked and he opens it and grabs the Ipod that is in there and just leaves it, the whole time I'm giving him the gears. He looks like a guy that walks down my street from time to time sauntering to 7-11. He explains he was just showing me the door was unlocked and wanted to lock it and asks why I am giving him a hard time, we banter back and forth. I apologize. Then the ex- girlfriend is there again and we talk, I have the sense in the dream that I've been in this conversation before, towards the end of the relationship, we are feeling odd about the two creepers on bikes that may or may not have been in the store, then she says something like “I guess I gotta get you home mister” and I take offence to this like why is she brushing me off and I finally say fine, “I'll just walk” I don't say goodbye I just start walking, a joint that we were going to smoke is in my pocket and I'm fiddling with it and then it kind of falls apart in my hand. I don't look back to see if she leaves but I recall worrying about the two guys on the bikes. As I'm walking through the parking lot it seems like it is now winter and a pack of dogs, big furry, winter-like dogs are ripping around the buildings. 5-7 of them. I remember thinking, those dogs are wild and not collared but I am not nervous. Then I wonder what I should do about these dogs, they can't be left out there alone. They all frolick and bounce around me in the snow and are walking with me. Then I wake 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.

In my dream our neighbors were 2 women who had a tiny bookstore at their house and they used to have sales every now and then, but only late at night (11pm). My mother wanted to buy something from them so I tagged along. While my mother was paying for the thing (unclear about what it was) she bought, one of the women came up to me as I was browsing through the books. She handed me a book and said she thinks i should read that one. It cost 50 bucks and I only had 10, my mother didn't have any more money so she said I should go home and ask my stepdad for money and then come back. The woman who gave me the book smiled and said that she'll keep the book out for me but that I'd have to return to the store before midnight. My mother and I both left the shop and went home. I asked my stepdad for the money, he gave it to me and I quickly returned to the shop with the money to still find the 2 women waiting there for me. I payed for the book and when she handed it to me she told me I can tell no one about 'Wicca'(I think that's the word) or anything about them.(The dream then changes) Suddenly we were in a different location and I was grouped up with other young people in a group and we had to go through obstacles being cast by these women/witches. I also kept clinging to a guy whose name was Tyler. I saved him from falling to his death 2 times before I woke up very confused. THE BACKGROUND:What bothers me in this dream is the fact that the house (my house) was exactly the same in the dream as it is in real life. I also really only have 10 bucks cash on me, like in the dream. I'm left very confused by this dream as I also felt a sort of sexual attraction to the 'woman/witch' who sold me the book. (I am 18 years old and a female, also i consider myself bisexual) I cannot remember the complete title of the book however the title had 'Witches' in it. Earlier this year I watched the Charmed series (Well, started to) and my fascination with witches was awakened. Although i've never gone to the trouble of researching and things like that as I grew up in a very religious household and I don't want to invite uninvited things into my house. This dream has left me very confused and I hardly wake up remembering dreams and have them bother me. Any help or clearance would be really nice thanks.

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