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I woke up in the middle of the woods and I was in the middle of nowhere. It was dark out and I didn't know where I was. I began to walk around and came to a cliff when I looked down there was nothing but air and it looked like I was in floating woods. A huge snake then began coming towrds me and and it had red eyes and so I was scared to death and I jumped off the cliff. I landed on an airplane that I layed on for a long time. I noticed the boy sitting in the window in which was closet to me. It was zach and he was sleeping but I didn't understand because it was so loud and then another plane started shooting at my plane. The people inside this plane couldn't escape and so I busted two windows out and got my borther and Zach out. After falling thousands of feet we fell and we lived. When we lived we were taken capture by people. Evan Zach and I were tortured and beat and finally they said they would let me go if I killed my brother. So my borther told me to do it so that I would be free, so I did but they still kept me. I was then raped by this terrible tribe and was beat even more. I was on the verge of death when Zach saved me. We then had to swim to get off the island so we took two surfboards. We were on the surfboards for days and we had no food or water. So eventually Zach and I just stopped and we floated away together

I dreamt of a normal house where people lived in. when I was in the house I could feel something was there. In the last room I went in was a bed room. It had a bed I sat on the bed. I could feel and cense there was something there. a man appeared to me he had a cowboy hat on brown he had a watch on there was a friend with me in the room but they could not see him. The man said his name is David. I gave him my watch he then put it on and the watch was floating in the air for my friend to see that there was someone there. When I left the room and came back later I could feel something ells when I tried to leave the room with a open door the door shut but I got my arm in the door was held close by a force I struggled but manage to get it open and escape the room.

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.

The story starts in a random arena/coliseum in outer space. The arena portrayed a futuristic battlefield in the shape of a donut. The whole in the middle took up the most space of the coliseum, leaving only a thin ring about a car width wide. I started on one side of the ring, the opposite side of the red eyed, 20-foot tall tarantula. The official rose from the podium in the middle of the ring and blew his whistle. The crowd of Lilo, Stitch, and all of his alien friends began to cheer and go crazy. The tarantula launched itself up in the air and over the official towards me. I had nowhere to go so I jumped into the open hole right before the tarantula had landed where I was standing. The rate at which I was falling felt like it was doubling every second; my cheeks jiggled near my ears and my hair began to catch on fire. As I drew closer and closer to a pitch-black state, I woke up and fell out of my bed. I was really sweaty and my pillow was no longer on my bed; It had been thrown out the door.

On Friday I had a dream about Homecoming. In this dream I was getting ready for Homecoming with my friends at a hotel in San Francisco. Instead of being at school, Dougherty’s Homecoming was being held in Los Angeles. After getting ready, my friends and I caught a cab to the airport so we could fly down to LA. Within 20 minutes of being in the air we began feeling some turbulence. The captain put on the fasten seatbelt sign and warned everyone to stay seated. All of a sudden the plane jolted and started falling down from the air and unknown speeds. Terrified, I held onto the armrests of my seat and prayed to God to make sure we do not die. All of a sudden there was a huge flash in the sky and the plane safely landed on some island. Surrounded by water and nothing but sand and palm trees, everyone began to panic. My friends and I sat on the beach in our Homecoming dresses waiting for someone to find help when all of a sudden we ended up on Hollywood Blvd.

Home Moved Uprooted Away Whole (Being Chased Dream) I was alone at home in my private house, my roof gets punctured gun shots blasting my windows by people on air vehicles and shaolin fighters. carrying guns, sticks, spears, curved blades invade my home ... forcing me out to fight them ... as I am fighting at the shaolin temple entrance with hordes of these fighters ... feelin panicky I return home to greet a celebrity friend. while with her, in the kitchen, my roof gets punctured by stiongers ... and I feel my whole house moving at increasing speed ... beeing uprooted and pulled by a huge movers truck away from town. I somehow get out of my house, only to see a vacant plot of land where my house was uprooted. I make my way to my cousins flat'. But apart from him, nobody else is told about this incident. Not my relatives, not my parents .. who are unaware of this incident He tells me that Ït's only because I revealed so much that I am in trouble"

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