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I always have a recurring dream that I am in my great grandma's house and I'm looking for her but I cant find her. When I call out to her she answers but I can't tell where her voice is coming from. I walk into the living room and there is a hole in the ceiling and a fan inside the hole with a rope hanging down. My grandma is on the second floor holding the rope through the hole and tells me to hurry and grab on. I grab on and she pulls me up and our faces are really close together and she smiles at me and then pulls me through the running fan and I die.

I was sitting with my very best, longtime friend and noticed that my toenails, and then my fingernails, had grown to the point they were ready to be cut because new nails had grown underneath each one. So, I actually had double nails, on my finger and toes. The upper (old) nails were "peeling" away to expose the new nails, so I sat with my friend cutting away the old nails to reveal the new nails underneath. She was amazed at this happening and asked if the cutting away hurt. I told her no, it was quite nice to see the new nails underneath. I wasn't astonished or puzzled or frightened - it was a very pleasant experience and I was rather proud of myself that I was able to do this. I carefully cut each old nail to make sure they were all off and disposed of, and was left with all new nails. We laughed and shared the time together.

I am in my great grandma's house and I'm looking for her but I cant find her. When I call out to her she answers but I can't tell where her voice is coming from. I walk into the living room and there is a hole in the ceiling and a fan inside the hole with a rope hanging down. My grandma is on the second floor holding the rope through the hole and tells me to hurry and grab on. I grab on and she pulls me up and our faces are really close together and she smiles at me and then pulls me through the running fan.

In a field. Sister runs away. She is a little girl. Find 15 murdered girls in the field. My aunt found my sister. There was a woman there who didnt care her daughters were dead. Then we tried to drive up a hill but couldn't make it. So we went to the house we were renting. The land lord was there and was a perv. I couldn't put on a shirt so my top was naked. Then I found a turtle and had to collect rocks for it. But the turtle escaped and was just roaming around.

I was in an unusual place, no where real though. It was like a city just unrealistic. I was trying to get somewhere but I had gotten lost. Then, when I decided to get help, a guy helped me. I knew the guy but I cannot remember who he is. He took me to a house that I had dreamt about before. The man that lived at that house was strange. Once there, there was another man there with him. I had a sexual attraction to him. All of a sudden, my dream switched to a building that had multiple rooms. It was people that I knew in that specific room with me. I tried on a dress, but some of the people with me said no to it. I looked in the mirrow to find myself with scars all over my chest and my upper back. I felt so ugly and so outcasted. I started secretly crying in my dream. I walked off and out of the building. Then, my dream switched to my mother, a guy, and I going to my brother's house. His wife could not find him. We kept hunting for him. All of the guy that was with me and my mother had taken my brother hostage.

Walking through the house there was an elderly back woman guiding us. There was a small chritmas tree with lightts, I turned them on and left them on. It was pretty. We sat on the furniture and enjoyed the feel and look of the older furniture. The sofa had a red pointsettia pattern on it. The chairs and ottoman were red too. Every room we entered we turned a light on, so the house was lit up. I made a joke about the last person to bed had to turn all of the lights out. We all laughed and everyone got up.

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