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I dreamed that I was in my childhood home and was having a terrible argument with my mother. It got so bad that I told her I was leaving and moving into an apartment I already owned but had never moved in to. I couldn't find all the clothes I wanted to take so I could only take the clothes that I had worn on a trip I had just returned from. I tried to add clean clothes to the suitcase I had but then I could not close it. I realized my new apartment did not have a washer and dryer but my Mom's apartment did. I was extremely angry about all of this and hated my Mom. I took my dog and my things outside. It was dark and raining. I looked for my car on the street but could not find it. I tried to remember parking it but I couldn't . My car was stolen and I was in a state of panic.

I was at a gathering of friends or people I know and I went to go walk across the deep green, thick beautiful barefoot grass, and a tan snake rose up and tried to bite me. It kept trying to attack me and I kept dodging it like you do when you play tag. The snake would lurch a long way I kept dodging it until I got very tired I thought that I would just go ahead and let the snake bite me cause I couldnt keep it up then it bit me on my right hand. I squeezed the venom out and went to the hospital. while at the hospital and waiting the right side of my mouth swelled up and turned a purple color then I woke up I was not afraid or scared in this dream just kinda neutral

I remember I was flying about this sandy beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore. It wasn't on my own, no, there was some sort of hang-glider I was using. From how high up I was, I could see these red and white specks littering the sand, half-buried. I descended a bit, and discovered they were pokeballs! I heard a soft whooshing noise, and another plopped down a little ways away from me. I glided along this trail until I looked up, seeing a male figure in the distance with a bazooka-type instrument, propelling these red and white spheres toward me. He turned tail and I gave chase. It was broad daylight, so I had no trouble following him to a sort of playground-like place by, believe it or not, a burger stand. When I caught up with him, we perched on the top bar of the swings, and when he smiled it was if a fog had lifted and I saw my friend Jericho. His cousin appeared and we had a rather lovely conversation about how our lives had gone, though I don't quite remember specifics. Jericho's cousin left to procure some food from the burger stand while Jericho and I just sort of hung out... Then, the burgerstand stood up. Kind of like a transformer. It was that shock that woke me up.

I woke up in my friends bed in a sports bra and shorts. He was not in the bed. I woke up and was really confused. I looked underneath the lofted bed and saw my friend sitting there. I asked him what I was doing in his room and he said that I had walked upstairs in the middle of the night and threw everything around and then climbed into his bed. All of a sudden two of his friends ran into his room with a ladder and they all started talking. I then left. As soon as I walked out the door I was in a sushi restaurant but it looked like an Indian restaurant. The tables were low to the ground and you sat on the floor to eat. After a couple minutes my friend and his dad walked in and sat down across from me like we were on a date. His dad started telling me all this stuff about him like we were going to get married. Alex and I then left and were in a completely empty mall. Everything was white and it was a big open space. Far in front of us were stairs that went up and down. If you went up them you disappeared and if you went down them you disappeared. On the far right side of the room there was a white table where all my friends were sitting. It was a laser tatoo trial thing. You drew out the tatoo you wanted, they turned it into a thinly laminated paper, pressed it on your arm and then they would lazer it to your arm and it would only last a year. Then I woke up.

Me and my mother were waking down a deserted street carrying my fathers head in a basket. he was dead, but still talking. we were taking him to a drain where we would put in under the bars and he would be washed away. i was crying to hard my head hurt. that's weird because i hate my father. when we reached an intersection in the road, i saw my best friend run up to me, and tell me something i couldn't understand. then she ran away and returned with the whole village behind her. they had all come to mourn my fathers death. then my mother put his head over the bar and it melted through and soon he was under the bars and i was on the other side. he was talking to me. i couldn't understand what he was saying. but he was smiling as he washed away.

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