I Had Another Nightmare, I Was In The Dream Version Of The House I Grew Up In. It Doesn’t Look Like

I had another nightmare, I was in the dream version of the house I grew up in. It doesn’t look like what it does in real life but in my dream it always looks the same. I pulled up to the open garage, it was the only light source around as it seemed to be the dead of night. People I knew were in the garage, I couldn’t see their faces but I recognized their silhouettes. Old friends from high school who I hope I never have to meet again. I walked up to the front door and somehow as I went to open it I accidentally broke the Christmas wreath decoration on the front. There wasn’t a single light on in the house but I could make out the outlines of all the furniture. I was the only person in there. I ended up in my room, pacing circles as the dark trying to remember why I was there in the first place. I started to get the feeling that I wasn’t alone in the house so I tried to hide.

And that’s where I woke up! a lot of my nightmares are reoccurring, but this one was new. it wasn't really all that bad but maybe if i hadn't woken up early I wouldn't be saying that.