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I was in a vintage toy/candy store. It was huge and had a train that looked like a life size toy that rode around the store on tracks. It looked like it was made out of plastic and was intended for children but there wasn't anyone on it. I looked around the store and though it looked like it was a toy store and I could plainly see that there were items for sale, I felt as though I didn't have access to them; Like, I wasn't allowed to touch them. They weren't for me.
I walked around the store and out of no where a merry-go-round appears in the center of the store. There are no animals on it, it is empty. Instead, there are chairs lining the outside and people sat in them. All the people looked old and wore black, their faces were painted white and their cheeks red. They were all smiling wide, staring at the carousel though it did nothing. Faint music played in the background. I looked in their laps and they were all holding dozens of chocolate malt balls in their arms.
Suddenly I got the feeling that the store was a type of heaven or some sort of limbo and everyone there was dead, waiting for judgment. The chocolate malt balls symbolized all the good things they had done in life. I walked passed the people staring at the carousel when an old lady in front of me dropped all of her malt balls. She gasped in complete terror, trying to bend over to pick them up as the rolled around on the floor. I knelt down beside her, helping her pick up her candy and then a dawn vail came over me and all was silent. The music stopped, the woman beside me sat still. It felt like time had froze.
The vail surrounded me. I looked up and saw an elderly woman's white face with pink cheeks, her grin was ear to eat and her hair was dyed red. She just stared at me, smiling.
I woke up.
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I'm living in this house like I'm a star of The Real World. The house is full of faceless celebrities. I'm walking around in the living room when a hear a scream outside. I run up to the window and look out, one of the celebrities was bend over, holding her side in pain. I knitted my brow but didn't bother asking if she was okay.
The doorbell rang and I went to see who it was. I swung the door open and looked around. No one was there.
"Hello?" I asked, and then immediately a sharp pain was felt in my left calf. "Ow, what the hell?!" I yelled. I looked down at it and a box had been carved into my leg with the letters 'VS' in it. I had no idea what it meant. Later the cut turned into a burn somehow but everyone continued to ignore it except the other girl who had 'QUE' written on her stomach.
Finally, while I was walking around in the living room, again, a girl suddenly appeared in front of me, sitting on the floor. She looked up at me, a wide smile spread across her face. She looked like a live action version crossed between Marciline (from Adventure Time) and one of those Monster High dolls. I knitted my brow and stared at her.
"I'm a ghost!" She said, even though I hadn't asked who she was, "I'm the one that carves brands of tea into people!" (Even though I'd never heard of any brand of tea named 'VS' or 'QUE').
"Why the hell did you carve a brand of tea into my leg?!" I yelled, angry.
"Well, if you had offered me tea, I wouldn't have had to." She explained casually. It seemed logical to me so I forgave her but still didn't offer her tea.
Next thing I know, I'm sitting in a small room with row of chairs behind me. I'm sitting on the floor with a large stuffed teddy bear to my right and I'm acknowledging it as my dance partner. I looked in front of my and through a small crowd, I see Bill Nye and an older woman dancing slowly in a clearing. I watched them with the crowd for a few minutes and then they started swing dancing like professionals. My jaw dropped and smiled, "You guys are the best!" I yelled.
The guy next to me looked at me with insanely blue eyes, disappointed. It was James McAvoy (Charles Xavier from X-Men: First Class). He was sitting next to a woman a little older than him with graying hair. "There's no way we're going to win against them."
I just smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry. They're in a different category. They're Old People, you guys are Old Muffins."
I woke up.
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I was in my old house, standing in my room and folding my clothes while my friend, Aidan, laid on my bed. She laid there and pulled out a large blunt from her purse.
"This one is mine," She said, "yours is on the dresser."
I looked over and it was a fairly sized cig wrapped in blue paper. I didn't pick it up, though I wanted to. Aidan put the blunt between her lips and lit it. "You can't smoke, yet!" I whispered harshly. "My parents are still up!"
"Are they?" She asked, glancing at my door and then continued smoking.
I knitted my brow and her and turned to open my door. It was cracked and out in the hall was darkness. Further down the hall, I could hear my brother, grumbling to himself. I walked closer but turned left into my bathroom. Everything in it had changed. We had more supplies and everything was arranged neatly like I was in a grocery store. I looked into the mirror above the sink. I saw myself, I looked younger. I looked down at the sink and saw a blue, plastic figurine that looked like a Treble Clef. I picked it up and something told me to try and bend it. It was cold in my hands but then I started bending it, it turned from a hard, plastic to something like clay, and then it turned into a live snake. I held it's hand between my thumb and forefinger to that it wouldn't bite me. I was confused, I examined the snake as it slithered it's body in my hand. I then bent it back into a Treble Clef and it turned back to plastic.
I left my bathroom, ignoring my brother's noises from inside his room, and continued into the living room. The entrance to the living room revealed a light blaring from just out of sight. I walked in and turned left into the kitchen and saw the door to my parents room was shut, indicating they were asleep. As I was walking back through the living room, I saw that the light which was blaring before was moving. Getting brighter and then darker and so on. It was the TV, showing an old black and white cartoon I didn't recognize. On the couch in front of the TV, there was a boy laying under a blanket. I instantly knew it was my friend, Jesse. Thinking he was asleep, I went back to my room.
When I opened the door, I saw my dad sitting on the floor at the foot of my bed, while Aidan smoked like nothing was wrong. "Dad." I said, less surprised than I was.
"You should have told me you were letting people smoke in your room." He said.
He went on to talk about smoking but I can't remember the exact words of it. A group of three unfamiliar women walked into my room. They held string in their hands, it was wrapped tightly around their fingers. "We're looking for," they all twisted and moved their fingers, revealing that the strings in their hands were, in fact, one long string and they all made a string art picture of a large spider, "spiders." They said, smiling.
"Check the closet." My dad said from behind me. The women untangled their string and walked toward my closet door, opened it and saw nothing. They threw the string into the closet, having it wrap around items that were within and pulled them out, looking. They looked at the ceiling and wrapped their string around the hatch, leading to the attic. "Guess, you'll have to do some climbing." They say. I didn't understand.
Suddenly, we were all in my brother's room. He sat in the corner with a scowl on his face, eyeing the women carefully. The stood at his closet, looking for spiders. The woman in the middle twiddled her fingers behind her back, making pretty string pictures.
For some unknown reason, my brother got up, yelled, and ran outside. My father yelled after him in anger, and I followed him.
I followed him into the front yard where he stopped. He stood, huffing in anger. "What's wrong?" I asked. He shook his head. "There's no reason to act like this," I said, putting my hand behind his back and leading him inside, "Look at all these easter egg we've laid out for you."
Little, collourful egg were spiraled out in the grass. I remember thinking to myself that we'd overdone Easter this year.
I woke up.
Smoking - To dream of smoke forewarns of upcoming hardships and obstacles. Perhaps you are worrying excessively or are perplexed by a situation or issue. You need to gain more understanding about a situation.
Blue - To dream of the color blue symbolizes honesty, integrity, intelligence, dedication, solace, and divinity. You may be wanting to escape from the pressures of life. You have an extremely positive outlook on life and believe that you will experience only good in your future. Depending on the context of your dream, the color blue can also reflect a mood of anguish and despair.
Sleeping - To see others sleeping usually refers to some aspect or characteristic of your own personality. It may mean that you are or aren't aware of a certain issue in your life. Sleeping can also represent death because it is symbolic of endings and fresh starts.
Television - To dream of watching television is indicative of one's own thought processes. The fluidity of the television program represents the fluidity of your own mind and thoughts, and the program itself may be providing you with a more objective view of your own ideas and opinions.
Bathroom - To dream that you are in the bathroom signifies your basic needs and desires. It's possible that you are feeling overwhelmed and you wish to get rid of these issues. It may also symbolize your need to cleanse your spirit and mind of destructive thoughts. You need to release negative emotions and feelings.
Snake - To dream of seeing or being bitten by a snake implies that you are afraid and anxious about some issue in your life. Perhaps this dream is suggesting that you should be aware of a pending situation that may cause you harm. The snake can also represent the male genitals and may be warning you against entering into a certain sexual encounter. The snake can also represent someone in your life who is heartless, cruel, and treacherous. On a more optimistic note, the snake symbolizes intelligence, change, and understanding. It implies revitalization of the spirit and alterations in life.
Cleaning - To dream that you are cleaning indicates your ability to make situations more positive and to solve pressing problems. You are learning how to replace pessimistic views and beliefs with those that are more uplifting and pleasurable. This can suggest your desire to seek inner peace and enlightenment.
String - To see strings in your dream symbolizes the bonds that you hold in a relationship or issue. It could be relating to the strength and importance of these bonds, or it may indicate that you are harboring anxieties regarding this bond.
Easter Egg - To dream of an Easter egg suggests the beginning of a potentially exciting and abundant period of activity. Some hardship has passed and you may be feeling refreshed and centered. Your emotional and spiritual life are currently bringing you satisfaction. Many Easter eggs in a dream indicate that great happiness is possible for you, so breathe easy and enjoy.