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I am going for a drive with my husband and an unknown woman. Shes very sweet and a little nervous. I tell my husband to let us out so we can go into a store. He doesn't want to but lets us out anyway. He drives off,we go into a clothing store and get kidnapped by a fat man with crazy hair. He takes us to an apartment I lived in years ago. He leaves us in the garage and goes to get some rope. We squeeze under the door when hes gone and run for it. Along the way a little Blonde girl joins us. I push all of us behind some trash cans to hide when he drives by. We stop at house and ask for help. A woman lets us in and I ask to use the phone. It wont work without some special code to dial out. The woman then asks her dark haired daughter if we used the green phone. She says no and takes us to her room. I tell her that if she doesn't want to help that we are ogling to leave. She tells us to wait, gets her moms keys and tells us to follow her out a dark window which is covered by a pink sash. I take off my purple shoes and step out. I turn around and ask "lali" to grab em for me. She hands me my shoes. The Blondel girl has disappeared and the dark haired girl drops us off on the side of a dirt road and I know my husband is on his way to get us

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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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After a long journey I'm driving along a deserted street. On a boulevard in the distance I see four of my staff in boxes about the size of mailboxes. I get closer to see. They are locked in. They are standing in these boxes with hands tied. They see my and start begging to be let out. I'm very hesitant because I'm afraid of what they'll do when let out. I cautiously approach. Circle the boxes, talking to them to understand what they'll do if they're let out. I start unlocking the boxes. The last box is a Spanish man who has a temper. As soon as I let him loose he comes after me. He chases me. I immediately run for my car thinking this is my only chance. As I'm running I'm planning in my head how I can get into the car and lock it fast enough so that he can't get me. Now he has a knife. He's screaming. He's wild with rage. I'm out running him, but barely. I get to the car first, but my actions are very slow to close the door and lock it. No matter how I try I can't seem to move quickly. My fingers are on the lock but . My mind is racing, but my body is very slow. I don't get the car door closed in time. He wedges his arm in to force the door open. I struggle but can't stop him. He raises his hand to strike. He has an enormous machete. The sharp knife is coming towards me. He's going to kill me. I conscientiously wake myself from the dream and from sleep.

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Backyard of my house down by storage building. With a group of people sitting and chatting. Looked up toward the house and saw clearly came through as my deceased mother sitting in a solitary chair on an empty brick patio. The chair and her were facing forward. I Clearly knew it was my mother by sense as opposed to facial features which were not as clear. She had on the colors black and red, possibly shorts and top. As I looked up and saw her, she turned her head to the right and looked down toward me. I turned to ask the group if my " mother" could join us. I guess I was startled by this and woke up or woke myself up.

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I had a dream that my ex boyfriend & I were together like the way we use to be & then there was this one girl who really really really liked him. She told her mother to get "rid of me" meaning to kill me, & so her mother tried to kill me in all ways she possibly could think of. I was in a garage & the girl's mother set something on fire & I passed out & was admitted to a hospital. This one other time in my dream, I was driving & the girl's mother kept following me around with a knife but then I bumped into some friends, & they knew the girl also, they told me to leave my boyfriend & date this other guy who really liked me but I kept on saying that I wouldn't leave my boyfriend . There was also this one other time when the girl tried drowning me in the school pool. I went to the hospital twice in my dreams because of how this girl wanted me & my boyfriend to break up, what does this dream mean.

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Dylan Elmore Mrs. Titzer AP Psychology 21 October 2012 Dream Analysis My dream started off with me hanging out with my friends at some kind of party and we were all laughing and having fun. Then we went to the garage and picked up our instruments and started playing some music. After that the scene switched to me and my friends walking down the street at night looking at the stars. The cars that were going by were blurry because they were going by really fast and we were in like slow motion. Then one of my friends pushes into the street and I feel a pulling and it is extremely difficult to move to the side walk. And that’s how my dream ended.

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In this dream, I see myself in some kind of stadium, almost like an arena-football stadium. Except the turf/field is set up for lacrosse. I am with my friends who also play lacrosse. In the stadium there were events that were taking place and it felt like we were forced to participate in them. Throughout the dream as it progressed, the events were like an average lacrosse practice (scooping up ground balls, shooting drills, defensive drills). At this point in the dream my friends and I began to get geared up, we warm up and from here on it was every man for himself. I remember I kept moving on to the next events because I kept beating other kids that were there. I also noticed that all of my friends have advanced as well. I was so determined to, and virtually unstoppable. i was catching every ball, making every shot in the net. I felt great, I was loving the way I was playing. Now near the end of the dream I had to go one on one with one of my friends. I could tell both him and I were feeling like No Mercy. The event was catch a ball that would get thrown in the air, and then carry the ball and beat your opponent down the field and shoot the ball past the goalie. The event starts, I catch the ball, I beat my friend down the field and then as I begin to wind up to take my shot, I wake up and my dream ends.

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In my dream i was married to my ex boyfriend my first love and we went tp visit his family. His dad whispered to me he has given my husband money to spend on me tonight for our dinner at five o'clock. His father suggested i buy a beautiful red dress and high red heels preferably wedges. My husbands mom had diabetes and she did not take care of herself good. I tried to encourage her to take the best care of herself but that just seemed tp irritate her spoiled ways. Me and my husband danced all night and i looked gorgeous

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