A Dream That I Remember

--Note: I'm not going to dress it up our anything. No secrecy, not changing names, it's just my dream and exactly what happened.--

I woke up. Seemed like an odd way to start a dream. As a matter of fact how did I even know it was a dream already? I walked downstairs, and it was early in the morning, my mom was up making breakfast.

"Mom, where's Bailey?" (This was odd that I knew that she lives in my house in this dream, without being told)

"I'm pretty sure she's still in her room."

I walked down into the basement, and it was different than real life, that was for sure. There was a room to the left with the door closed, and a bed straight ahead in the middle of the room. I walked around the bed and sat down on the floor next to the bed. The bedspread was a simple blue with a quilt-like pattern, and it was incredibly soft. I was thinking about what could happen letter on in this dream, when Bailey came out of the closed room and walked over to where I was sitting. She sat down on the bed next to where I was and asked me what I was doing. I realized I actually didn't know.

Just then, an alarm went off. Bailey rushed upstairs and I followed after. We ran throughout the living room, kitchen, and dining room. They were empty. There was nothing on the first level.

We rushed up the second flight of stairs. If it wasn't a dream, I wouldn't have been able to believe what I saw.