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Across the street from a house my sister rents there is a house I see in the drea. The refurburbished farmhouse. A long driveway, on a hill. I picture an old farm house, white with grey boards in some areas. There are mature trees, not many, close to the house, in front on the left side of it. The focus of the dream was that owners, more recent owners, changed the windows in it within the past 6-ish years. They do not suit the age of the home and are a bit oversized, like there is huge panes of glass, but sectioned off glass. Here's the weird part. Because there are new windows in the home that do not match the house, that the spirit of the owners (from the earlier 1900's do not feel that the house is theirs any longer. I picture a woman in a long pleated skirt in the front yard, not far from the front door and that she was married to a man that worked with horses and land. I could see her husband at the side of the house (door also on the right side of house) which he used mostly. I couldn't see that they had kids, but that there was a big building on the back of the house, to the right of it once upon a time, likely a barn, grey, not painted, he spent most of his time there. I get the impression the current owners are aware of their spirit and that they wonder if they are out to scare them. It's not that the former spirit are melicious, but they are confused by the new outer layout of the windows and they are wondering around the property.

The dream started abruptly with a woman who looked to be about 8 or more months pregnant being attacked by two men. One man held her from behind while the other brutally began punching her in the stomach. Then, the dream moved to a new scene. This is where it ot incredibly disturbing for me. The dream cut to a scene of a dirty dark field with corpses and blood everywhere. Then, I saw the same woman from earlier, being mercilessly raped by a group of men. She was screaming and crying. Then, it cut to a scene of a fenced in area, where there was a dead newborn baby. It's face looked like it had been beaten severely. Then another cut to a scene of the same woman, being wrapped tightly in plastic by one of her attackers. Her face was horrifically beaten and bloodied. Swollen and covered in cuts and bruises. She didn't eve look human anymore. She was faintly weeping. The only area he didn't wrap was around her mouth. The other man then began shoving a plastic tube down her throat. What the tube was for I don't know, this is where I woke 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.

I dreamed that I was with my family on vacation when I was about 15 and we went to the middle east but not a specific country. We arrived at this riverbank where there is a boat and the river is almost completely filled with huge black snakes. We get into the boat. I go to the bow and reach into the river and grab the tail of one of the huge black snakes and it begins to pull the boat down the river. We arrive at our hotel room which was a small bungalow amidst several others. Later some men came who worked with my father and our family got into their car and we were driven to a small brick building overlooking a valley of trees. We went inside. A button on the wall was pushed and one wall opened to reveal a window looking down on the valley below. A different button on the wall was pushed and the trees that covered the valley began to move towards the edges of the valley revealing atomic missiles. We were warned by my fathers friends that we would be witnessing the end of the world. A third button on the wall was pushed and missiles launched from where all the trees once stood, gushing out of the earth with an intensity that severley shook the building we were in at least a mile away. Then the scene shifts to my brother and I driving in a car in a middle eastern city where there are lots of wires above the streets and lots of buildings stacked on top of one another, buildings built on top of buildings. In the center of all that is a hill covered in green grass with one tree on top. I can see it sporadically between buildings as we drive. Then at some point all the missiles that were launched earlier in the dream all hit the green hill in the center if the city. The end.

I was with the guy that I liked and we were walking down grassy steps and we were in nature and it was very beautiful. But for the first part it was like I was looking at everything through the lens of a camera. But he veered away and started to walk with two girls that are his friends that I am jealous of. He left with them and then I didn't have the camera anymore and it was just me. I wanted to cross a pond but I jumped on a log and it sank and a gian fish grabbed ahold of me with its teeth. I was screaming for help and wanted the guy I liked, Travis, from earlier, to save me but he was with the girls and didn't.

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