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I am about twenty years old. I look almost the same but have a slightly more mature aura. I am walking down a very busy street. As I look around me, I notice every one is in a hurry. They are all traveling in the opposite direction that I am currently walking in. I have a strange feeling that something bad I going to happen, but I continue to walk in the same direction. After a while of walking I realize I am on the same street but it is now abandoned. I start walking faster and faster until I finally breakout into a run. I am now running and looking around trying to figure what is going on and where everyone went. I suddenly feel like I am being watched. As I look around, I realize a tiger is watching my every move. The tiger takes painfully slow steps towards me and bears his teeth at me. I took off running as fast as I could. I could feel myself tense up and feel anxiety start to build up. I turned a corner into a dark alley and saw a high-chained fence. I ran towards it and started climbing it. I can her the tiger panting behind me as he creeps closer and closer towards me. I try to rush my climbing to beat him over the fence. Suddenly I was pulled back by the tiger’s teeth. This caused me to jump in my sleep and wake me up.

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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 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.

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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.

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Me and my family which is composed of my dad my stepmom my little brother and two little sisters moved too a new big house. My dad is normally away at work , so I took this time to invite a guy over. My dad doesn't want me around boys in like a dating type way. But I did it anyway because I liked him. All of a sudden! My dad came back early ! So I started panicking ! I'm like, you got too get out! Hurry hurry! I push him in the bathroom because I remember there is a window he can climb. Then before Michael the guy I liked left we kissed and it was really quiet. I checked the door to see if it was locked. And BAM! My dad busted in, I started screaming saying go Michael go! My dad is furious! And pulls Michael back in to hit him but I get in the way and Michael gets out. Then after that, my dad leaves again. And I'm sad and i feel bad about the whole thing . I went back to the same bathroom and I hear something. It's Michael! He never left, I told him he had to go but deep inside we knew we didn't want to leave. So he stayed in the bathroom talking, kissing and playing around. Then suddenly my mom walks in and I'm like mom!!! Beg daddy to let me see him, please! And she said he would. We kissed and then he left.

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One of my friends, Manasa, was hosting a “pre-homecoming” get-together at her house. Everyone was to come in their dress, and we would do make up and hair at her house. In my dream, she was my neighbor. I was washing the family van in my U2 band shirt and red plaid pajama pants and hadn’t taken a shower yet. I saw her open her garage door half-way and she was standing bent, underneath it handing out cookies from a box she was holding. She was already dressed in her lavender homecoming dress and hair pinned to the side. I realized it was already 5:00, less than two hours before the dance! I went over to her house, told her I would shower and put on my dress, then come back over. Our other friend, Abi, came over in a black dress. She and Manasa both tell me to hurry up since they would need me to put make up on everyone. I ran back home and into the shower. I woke up before going back to her house.

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I was Anne frank and we were in some sort of Jew camp but to decide which building we were to stay in was some sort of panhellenic rush process. But before I was assigned my cabin, my father bribed someone for two badges labeled "common" that allowed us to leave the ghetto. When the first guard looked at mine she said "fine, go to hell!" when the second one looked at mine she said "hurry!". So my father and I escaped with who I assume was miep from the diary of Anne frank

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