Dream no one wanted to listen to

It was dark in the morning. A thick, weighing darkness made out of static. Vaguely confused I went to turn the light on, only a faint glimmer of light making its way through the darkness. Panicked, I opened my door and stumbled into the bright old playroom I used to have as a kid. The times when I was happy and carefree. It was bright and I saw my younger siblings. It was surreal, they could see me but they weren’t bothered my my presence. It was like walking into a memory of my childhood. I asked my youngest sibling what was happening, he only gave me a semi-confused look before resuming playing with my other siblings. It was a lucid dream- one that felt so real and I felt completely awake. Suddenly a screaming started and I was back in my bed. In my dream I read my clock, it saying 7am, to early for a Saturday. I felt my brother shaking me asking if I was ok. Again and again until finally I came to the realization that he actually was. Turns out it was 1 pm 🫣