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I am a south african from a rural area. I dreamed a snakes twice in my life. The 1st time, i was in the living room watching tv, suddenly i saw a big snake crawling past the sofa and going straight to my bedroom. I called my mom and we tried to go kill it but we didn't find it. In the second dream, there were many snakes in out toilet(rural toilets that are not inside the hose. Usually built at the corner of the yard at home). This toilet had couple of holes, so i kept seeing snakes hiding in these holes. I killed many of them but everytime i killed one. They seem to be more snakes. What could all these mean? *please help*

I was riding on the left side of the back seat with other unknown people in a burgundy car with a dent in the door. It was a pretty day and we pulled over so I could look at this yard. There were several smaller structures by the house. The house wasn't for sale I just wanted to see it because the yard was pretty. we drove into the grass but not horizontally as we were pulling off the road. A passerby would think it was wrecked. I never shut my car door When I got out of the car and walked. The yard was lines with a plain chain link fence. The grass was neatly mowed on the outside and inside of the fence. There were trees to the left of me. They were beautiful. The house was built on the side of a cliff. There were many decks looking into the hills and area below. Big bay windows and a very cozy homey feel. It was a dark color house. The smaller structures were away from the house and they were elaborate storage areas. One was a wash house to do laundry. There were stairs inside the structure going to the room that held the washer and dryer. The stairs were on the right as the man who owned the house started to show me. He was a common short black man short. He had on blue jeans and a plaid shirt. He was friendly and kind, but irritated. The washer house was littered. It had stuff everywhere. Clothes dirt toys dolls papers. The stairs were narrow leading to the washer room and intimidating. The entire building was dim and musty. Not like the yard. It was beautiful outside but ancient inside. Outdated and depressing inside. We went into the house next. It was the same. Cluttered and outdated. The stairs which were in front of me were so narrow and they curved up far. There were dolls littering the stairwell making it difficult to walk up them. The man was leading me but I couldn't breathe. We made it to the area of the stairs that I felt was half way. To the left I was beside the big bay window looking over the land and the valley. We turned a corner on the stairs and came to the kitchen on the left of me. It had an outdated white stove that was banged up. Black iron exposed where it had been dinged. There were toys clothes and dolls everywhere. It was dark in the kitchen. The floor was vinyl and dirty and torn up. There were no windows in the kitchen. I just had to go. I didn't want to intrude on the man anymore. I thanked him and left abruptly. He never even had a chance to acknowledge it.

A man says somebody wants to see me and my friend. When we go around the corner somebody jumps down and tries chasing us. I get away and then wake up.

I was in bed, and I was woken up by the sound of my Uncle's dog barking (but I was in my own house), he was barking at me, then at the window in my bedroom that faces the garden. So, I get up and look outside, and in my dream instead of my house being right in the corner (end) of the street, there was a house to it's left and on the roof connecting the two, was a baby. A baby boy, I think, he was smiling one minute and the next he was falling off the roof. I then called for my mum and ran down the stairs and instead of running straight to the garden, I ran to the front of the house first and looked around. I not sure, what for ? Then I ran towards the garden and saw the baby laying face down dead in the garden. In the dream I knew the neighbour who's child that was, and watched as she was told what happened to her baby. The next thing I know, I'm awake in my bed crying.

Dream 1 the little boy is playing in the year when i car pulls up and three men get out . the three men go in the house nd kill the boys mom and dad dream 2 the guy kills the other two guys with him then the men leave the boy bc the cops are comeing and the lil boy is scared but the cops act like they cant see him .the cops leave dream 3 the lil boy is runing from the man who killed his mom and dad the man corners him dream 4 the lil boy gets away and runs yelling for help but no one dose the calls the cops but they dont do any thing the man traps him in the house dream 5 the man kills the boy and cuts the boys body apart and leave the boy in the floor of the house and leaves

This dream has been happening to me since I started the school year. A lot of the times I doze off, I approach a situation in which there is a zombie apocalypse. However, it's always lucid for some reason and I control the outcome. Whenever I failed to survive and get cornered by zombies, I have the same dream reoccurring until I outlive that zombie apocalyse. Then the next dream is a different scenario but the same situation, I would be controlling my own actions in the dream but repeat it if I fail.

The second dream I had during the project was based on my loneliness. I was at a party. I was sitting on the floor with a big group of people, some familiar and some not. My mother is sitting here, as well as Harris, Jon, Darian, Alex, Matt and others. We are playing a game that involves little slips of paper that have important things written on them. When it's someone's turn, s/he chooses another player and kisses him/her on the cheek. Harris is sitting near me, on my left. Darian is on my right. The game had already gone through a lot of people; many players had gotten turns. I had not been picked yet. No one had chosen to kiss me. Some other people had been kissed more than once. I felt left out and unloved. I stood up to leave. Matt was here, sitting on a bed. He said out loud that he loved the music that was playing. It was classical music. He addressed me specifically, telling me that he wanted to listen to this music later when we work in the kitchen together either cleaning or fixing up some food. His statement ticked me off and gave me an excuse to be mad and leave. I walked out of the room, and decided to go to the bathroom. I was in Matt and Alex's house. The bathroom was tucked back at the end of a little hallway that also goes into Alex's bedroom. It was cozy and quiet back here, away from the party. This area had thick carpeting and everything was clean. I saw a hamper in the corner that was like a boxed-in table with a round hole in the top where you stick in the laundry. I just wanted to go sit on the toilet alone in peace.

In my back yard, there was trantulas mating in 3 corners

I am running in my house and packing to get away but unsure of what i am trying to run from i run into a black hall way and darkness consumes the area i her laughter and mocking and my name calld as a distant echo i run down the dark hall way untill i am brethless i scream and cry for help but no one is there i look down and i have a white dress on with a black mud on the corner of my dress i franticly try to rub it of but it spreads and starts to mold to my skin in my dream i wake up in the shower nd i am naked with black mud all over me i try to wash off the mud but the water is black and only fills my skill with more dirt i lay down in the shower with black water running all over me and the only clear water i see is dripping from my eyes.

I am unning in my house and packing to get away but unsure of what i am trying to run from. i run into a black hall way and darkness consumes the area, i her laughter and mocking and my name calld as a distant echo. i run down the dark hall way untill i am brethless. i scream and cry for help but no one is there. i look down and i have a white dress on with a black mud on the corner of my dress. i franticly try to rub it of but it spreads and starts to mold to my skin. in my dream i wake up in the shower nd i am naked with black mud all over me. i try to wash off the mud but the water is black and only fills my skill with more dirt. i lay down in the shower with black water running all over me and the only clear water i see is dripping from my eyes.