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In upstair bedroom of old house. I see thin black snake about 3-4 feet long on floor heading off to the left. It disappears quickly under furniture. Can't believe my eyes. I am lying on a couch or bed with wooden peg legs. I look down and see two (2) baby red and orange fat snakes. I am scared, but they look cartoonish. They are raising up and trying to get to me. I can see their forked tongues moving. There are two (2) more baby white and yellow snakes with them which are smaller and not as fat. They lie in a square formation. I can't speak as I cry for help. I call the name of my dead brother, John. "John, John ... there are four (4) snakes in here on the floor." I must have been calling out loud because I was then awakened by person telling me I was having a nightmare.

I was staying in a hotel with friends and I was supposed to check out but I left to go on a walk and I couldn't go back and get my stuff. At some point in my dream I started spitting up small blood clots. I had to carry a non-see through bottle around with me at all times so I could spit in it. The clots continued to get larger and larger to where I couldn't breath as it was coming up. My high school boyfriend , who is very religious, came to my house with his wife to see if it was something satanic. He quickly realized that it was not. He told his wife that God told him he was supposed to divorce her and be with me. She was fine with it because God said it. Meanwhile I am married myself. He and I then just continue to live our lives like normal with the exception that I am still spitting up these blood clots all day long. I asked him how could he even kiss me with all that going on and he said because I love you.

It were two dreams that atmosphere wise did go together. It started off with me as a rockstar, with a huge fanbase who was rather reluctant. I am in a concert together with two other musicians that perform alongside me and the audience is all there for one of the musicians. I am a kind of a leader of this music group with the biggest fanbase. So everyone plays there songs and I play one song, then go and leave the audience going. My two musician friends with me and I basically just don't care and am reluctant while the fans are patiently and happily waiting. The next thing is that immediately afterwards I'm in a kind of house supposedly with flatmates and it is all on a kind of workshop ensemble or school trip. Most of the ensemble have gathered to be together and have company. I am in my piyamas not knowing that people got together and am in my slippers. I walk outside the house through quite a bit of grass and plant area. There is a big puddle and I don't want to get my clothes dirty because I'll lie down in bed in a few minutes. So I kind of manage to go through the deep puddle without getting wet or dirty except for my slippers and join the people. The most I remember is that it's a normal company people are having fun being happy ,except me. And someone starts approaching me, trying to lift my mood. Eventually I get annoyed and start shouting rather aggressively to be left alone today. The fun stops, everyone is looking at me in shock. I repeat the words by miming them with the mouth. The one person that tried to lift my spirits is crushed and I leave, feeling guilty and actually feeling the need for company. At the same time feeling I have fixed my role as the grumpy 'Dr. Cox' guy and leave back to the house, surprised that the puddle by now has dried.

I went in for a check-up at the Hospital. It was my mom, my baby sister, and my older sister in the room with me. The nurse comes in and starts to do the normal procedures done at a check-up. Then she measures my blood pressure with a sphygmomanometer and makes a face as if something is off. So then she hooks me up to a different type of sphygmomanometer, the one used for pregnant ladies. She freaks out and pushes me back on the bed and picks up her intercom phone and calls all the Cardiovascular surgeons to the room immedeately. But I am in no pain what so ever. Doctors come rushing in and before i can even process what is happening, i'm rushed to the surgery room. My mom and sisters don't know what is going on either. Then they send my sisters and i to a room that we would be staying in for a few days. The weird thing is, it looks exactly like the inside of our house. except the only lights on are the ones from the television. My older sister is just on the cuch watching Tv, and i have my baby sister in my arms while i walk around searching for my mom. i figure she is with the doctors discussing what is going on. I decide just to go into any room that had light, the rest of the hospital was dark. So everytime I went through a door there was always some other door with light in it. I kept following them, when finally i reach a door that I can hear voices from. I crack the door open just enough to where I can sneak a peak of what is going on. I overhear the Doctors discussing wth my mom that I will need a heart transplant. Then they show her the heart. It's purple and it is glowing, then i see her carrying it in her bare hand while it beats. I think to myself, "Oh alright.", it didn't phase me at all. Then i go back to the room with my sister. All of a sudden my best friend Cheyenne is there on her iPod watching Tv with my sister. It feels like a normal day. Then my little sister just isn't there anymore neither is Cheyenne. I walk to my room, lay on my bed, and start to text all my friends saying that if i die i love them. After i send the message, i pace back and forth in the hallway, anxious for my mom to come back. I ask my older sister where she is and she doesn't know. I assume she is still with the doctors, but it's been a while. Then My mom walks in, i can hear the sound of her heels and her car keys. I ask where she was and she said she was picking up people frome my friend Tatianna's house. Then i was confused and mad at the same time, so i said, "Are you serious?". With a hurt feeling in my chest. Then she said that the world didn't revolve around me and that she had other things to get done. I Started Sobbing and said, "Well I just thought i neded you, since apparently i need a heart transplant." then i woke up crying, right next to my mom.

I was in a train station, I was riding a red bike around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director/ janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mom just called and told me my dad was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother died.

I recently moved house and I dreamt that we had to go back to our previous house, but after a while it changed and the scenery in that hpuse was different and it was filled with loads of people, like a sorority house. It had a massive pool with paper boats and I was scared I was going to fall in. There was a little girl and her mother staying there and for some reason I got really angry with them and started trying to hurt them. Then I was in a skate park with this boy who I didn't know but in the dream I liked him. He was teaching me how to skate and we were playfighting then I went back to his house for dinner, and his whole family looked exactly like my family and in the dream I got really distressed and panicked,and started crying. Then I was back in the old house and it was normal but a man forced his way in and wouldn't leave and in the dream i was scared he would hurt my family.

I was in a gold yellow train station terminal, I was riding a red bicycle around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director custodian knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mother just called and told me my father died was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began shouting yelling screaming at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very dirty murky dark muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall barrage that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury entomb my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a ruined destroyed broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean harbor, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mother is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown stranger person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry concern on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being died dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother grandma died.

I was in a train station, I was riding a red bicycle around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mother just called and told me my dad was died dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my home house, there are a crowd cluster lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy dirty soggy dark in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury graveyard my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great harbor ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my mommom died.

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