Understand My Dreams

Dreams deed

A blond girl who goes to my church handed me a notebook wich looked a lot like one of my friends notebooks. My friend always keeps this notebook very secret. The girl from my church told me to keep the notebook because somebody kept on sending her death threats through it. I still had it in my hands when i was walking to school but then i accedentily dropped it inside a sewer full of notebooks and yoyos while i was walking to school and didn't realize that i had dropped it untill i had gotten to school. So i had to skip gym class to go back and get it. There were indeed death threats in that notebook. The person then started sending death threats to me and my other friend torri, and hacked my ipod to and started sending me death threats through it. Me and torri then tried to investagate and figure out who was sending us the threats. We got so caught up in investigating we almost forgot that both of our lives were probably in danger. When we were both at a smoothie shop were we knew the person who was sending the death threats was in at that time, we remembered thatour lives were in danger and got scared and decided to quit investigating. I also had a friend in my neighborhood who looked a lot like the undertaker from an anime show i watch. I would hang out at his house and listen to belle and sebastian and drink milk. Then one summer day (i was still getting the death threats then, but torri wasn't) i was riding my bike . Then i accedently ran into a parked car near the undertakers house. He (the undertaker) was outside watching me. When i ran into the parked car he started to laugh. Then a sudden realization hit me. I asked him if he was the one sending me the death threats and hacking my ipod. He said he was. Then my friend tristan randomly appeared out of no where with his computer and the undertaker demonstrated on one of his video game accounts how he hacked my ipod. He had a program that could hack anything with a four letter password. He hacked tristans account. His password was "LINK". Then i ran home to my boyfriend who looked like Marylin Manson and told him all about the undertaker and the death threats. Then my boyfriend had a long talk with the undertaker, and eventually convinced him what he did was wrong and got him to say sorry to me. Undertaker felt really bad about everything, so bad that he got the entire story tattoed on his back. Then one day when my boyfriend was out volunteering at a hospital he called the undertaker and told him that i had been mauled by chainsaws in the garage. I was ,in fact, mauled by chainsaws in the garage. The undertaker was really sad and had to change the tattoo on his back. He had to cross out the "and they lived happily ever after" part of his tattoo and replace it with " and then she died"

The Dream appeard to take place in our family home...Everyone seemd to enter from the front door and through the den into the family and Kitchen area..My (Passed June 2010) father entered carrying a plate with foil over it as he would if he were going to someones house for a get together brining food we acknolowedged each other hugged and shook hands.. he continured to move about ...My Uncle Tom (passed away in the May 1985) walked through and around the room looked over at me acknowledged me noddeed his head smiled and moved on... my Uncle Rich (Passed Aug 2012) walked through the room looked at me seemd to be a little angry at me but smirked and nodded his head....then My Mother came (Passed 2/18/99) She was wearing a Scotch Print Wool Skirt and jacket, I remember this suit on her when I was young maybe in the early 1970's... I saw her I hugged her and I begain to cry ..and say "I just Didn't Know ..I just didn't Know"...I was then confronted with a girl I knew as a child she was my sisters age he name was Michelle Blakney and I really never had more than a passign Hello relations hip with her as she was much older and I was her younger sistes age...She approached me and told me things would be fine and that "He is waitng at the hotel for you all to meet with him" I remember her huggin my head as I was crying...I then Woke up....I later found out that Michelle had Died last year ..I did not know that at the time. I then woke up.. I felt as if there was some place I need to go and relized where I was. The Room this all took place in seemd to be well lit not dark not scary.. I was never afraid only felt happy I could see them all...

I was meeting up with friends at a fancy hotel where a family friend had booked us a room to stay for a couple of months. I was out looking for a dress in case the one that I already had wasn't going to be a good enough. I was looking for a dress for a dance that was going on later that night. While I was looking in a store with my mom and sister, I asked how much a bright red shirt was and the man flipped out on me and chased me around store. I hid in the dressing room while I waited for him to go away and then I ran out. The next thing was that I was back at the hotel room and ran into my friend mike who was studying for a test. while I was talking to him about it, I was swirling around on this bar stool until I almost fell off but Mike caught me. We disturbed an older gentleman who was standing near by. As I was eating some pasta, I asked Mike if he was staying at the hotel and he said he was and I asked what floor, since we were staying on the fourth. The fourth floor was the most expensive luxury apartment rooms. He said the fourth, and I asked how he was able to get a room like that. He also had a friend paying for the room. He picked me up and flipped me around, almost letting me hit the floor. Then my dream jumps to all of my friends and I in an SUV driving down a freeway in the second to right lane. On our left we passed a white cop car and I realize we are good we were only doing 70. Just then a silver little sports car with a sun roof zooms past us and I thought the cop car should catch them. All of a sudden I tell my friend to stop and pull over. I saw a person walking on the freeway, then another SUV tipped over and there were 4 bodies laid out on the freeway right in front of us where we stopped. I got up and yelled at the the man who was first walking across the freeway, "Why would you want to hang yourself out of the sunroof on the freeway? Don't you see you hurt this poor family now?" He said he did it for fun and then ran off. I noticed all these cars rushing towards the family who was laid out on the pavement still. I went to try to help and I saw a truck slam on his breaks and put on his hazards as he soon got slammed into. I was along the wall on the freeway thinking about going out into the lanes to wave my hands, and then I realized that I had to drag the people off the freeway because the cars weren't going to stop. I convinced my friends to help me move the family off the freeway. The cops showed up and as I was telling them the story of what happened, I started feeling pain in my hands and feet. I then realized that I was swelling up. I thought it had to do with something with the car crash. It was swelling so fast it hurt and the cops could see how much pain I was in. One of them sliced my foot and a lot of liquid came out. Then she sliced my hand and water then puss, then a small piece of pasta came out. She smelt it and asked if I had pasta earlier. I told her I had, but I eat pasta all the time. She said that some times pasta at fancy places make theirs from scratch and they make them with lavender. I told her I was indeed allergic to lavender. They got me an ambulance and then I woke up.

I had a friend'> boyfriend and his name was Jeff. He had odd friends, but a good kind of odd. Their name's were Peter Pan and Jack. A flood came into town. I was in downtown and was looking for Jeff; he was with me before the flood happened! I looked everywhere in the area and I couldn't find him. I did however see a very hadsome boy walk out of a nearby building across the road. We made eye contact and he tilted his head, as if he was confused. Then suddenly I was with my friend Alelie and Peter found us. Alelie guessed it was him and he gave us a note/letter. It had terrible news. It said that Jeff was declared killed in action. Suddenly I was also best friends with my male idol/celebrity in real life Adam Gontier. For some reason I had to move out of town with my mum. I also started slowly getting over Jeff and starting to fall in love with Adam. He wanted to hang out with us. He didn't know I was going to be leaving town within the week, only Alelie did because i told her while we were walking to meet Adam. I said to her Alelie...can you please tell him for me. I'm going to end up crying. At that moment I was pushing back tears. We finally got to Adam and Alelie asked Adam, would you like it if Brianne had to move? No He replied imediately. It made me smile slightly. Alelie told him that I was indeed moving out of town. I noticed that he was crying. He came over to me and pulled me into a big hug. He pulled back and kissed me on the cheek. Then he got in his car and just drove away. I think this was the last time that I'll ever see him again..It dsoesn't look like he's coming back I said. Alelie nodded and we went over to her house. We were in her room playing video games. Our characters were fighting in a weird room. Suddenly my character was just dodging all her attacks. Backflip after backflip.

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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