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Dream I was in the police station as an ex police and greeted by a sergeant of police ,saw the police fall in for duty and marching .I was to report for duty the next day at 7am ,went to the barrack room to my locker saw with a big lock on,on opening it I realized my uniforms were not there and remembering they were home,but on checking my uniform shirt was there with buttons on.two officers were there ,one I recognized by name and number who was my course mate and the other I now by name .I found a uniform pants which needed ironing and when I asked for an elvtric iron I didn't get any

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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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I was sitting home alone on a stormy evening. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, which struck me as odd since no one was supposed to be home for another two hours. So I sat still and pretended not to hear anything, but the knock came again. The air around me became cold and lifeless. As if I was inhaling chalk. Then I heard it, the sharp bullet fire followed by the cracking of wood. The door hinge dropped lifelessly to the floor, followed by the door itself. Then a man wearing all black was in its place. Immediately I sprung up and lunged for the back door, but the man was trailing at my heels. Then as if I had went through a wormhole of time I was running through the slummy streets of a crime filled city, the fiend still close behind. I’m running so fast my feet don’t feel a part of my body anymore, I sharply turn but am reluctant to find myself trapped in a dead end alleyway. As I frantically turn he has the gun pointed to my forehead, before he gets the chance to shoot I’m jolted awake.

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I was at the taylor gang concert and lola monroe was performing. i was the only person in the crowd that new any of her songs so she called me on stage and had me sing some of them with her. after the show we took a bunch of pictures and hung out. when i was ready to leave she took me to this building in milwaukee where crack addicts live she knew a lady that lived there and we went inside the lady's appartment in side the apartment were a bunch of crack addicts geting high. the lady offard me some water from a milk jug and lola monroe told me to rinse the jug off nd drink the water. then my best friend called me and wanted me to meet up with her so i got ready to leave. before i left lola gave me her number and told me to call her when i was ready for her to pick me up. after i met up with my friend i called lola and she picked us up. we hung out with my best friend for a while then we dropped her off. i asked lol to take me home and she invited me to finsh the 2050 tour with her and the rest of taylor gang we went to the airport and got on a plane to st. louis

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I was walking up the stairs of a wooden house that was shaped like a cyclops monster. As i was walking up the stairs one of them creaked and cracked and i knew something bad was going to happen, i didnt know what but i knew something was coming. The next thing i knew i was hiding behind a couch and stairs on the side of the road. There was a table of tea set up in front of it. The road was empty except for a few people and the sky was dark and blue, it seemed like night time. Then, as i was hiding, i saw the head of the house go rolling down the hill, lit on fire. Then i woke up.

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