Family Overload!

Today was a normal day. I came back from school, but no one was home so I went to take a nap. I climbed onto the bed, put the blanket on, and was ready for a nice nap. Then suddenly the doorbell rang, which frustrated me. I went downstairs and was surprised to see my grandparents at the doorstep with gigantic bags and suitcases.

I let them in and helped them settle down in the third bedroom that we usually reserved for guests. I asked them why they were carrying such massive bags, to which they replied that they would be staying with us forever. My mind was bursting with questions. Why? What happened? And why had they come to us in San Francisco? They told me their apartment was extremely old and had been demolished with a wrecking ball. I felt sorry for them and got them some cookies and hot coffee. After that, I took out some comics and started reading them. Then out of the blue, the doorbell rang again. I answered it. This time it was my dad's and mom's sister and brother, along with their families. They kept their luggage in the living room. Each family would be occupying one bedroom which meant that I would have no place to sleep. They had a reason too - they said their area was under a terrorist attack! I served them some food and drinks, after which the bell rang again! This time I thought it was my parents but it was my grandparents from my father's side. I helped them and told them that they wouldn't have a bedroom to sleep in. They said that they were going to sleep in my parent's room. After that, I gave them a snack too. A few minutes later they told everyone their reason, which was that their apartment rent had gone up and therefore they wouldn't be able to stay there. Then at about 10:00 pm my parents finally came home from work. They were so surprised to see all my relatives. I told them the whole story. They felt bad and they agreed that this was all ok. It was nighttime and my parents went to their bedroom. I quickly ran before they opened the door and told them that grandma and grandpa were sleeping in that room. They were a little angry because they didn't like sleeping on the ground and the mattresses were all used up. I told them that even I had to sleep on the floor because Aunt Loretta and Uncle Bill( My father's siblings) were in my room. 

I woke up in a cheerful mood even though it was raining like cats and dogs. I was surprised to see myself on my bed. I looked at the time and almost fainted. It was 8:50 am. I had to be on the school bus half an hour ago. I ran down like a lightning bolt. I apologized to my mother for being late, but she told me not to worry because the school had been canceled for the day because of the weather. Then I asked her where all my family members who arrived yesterday were. She said she had no clue they had turned up. I was wondering what had happened. It took me a minute to work it out - it was a dream! I was astonished because it had seemed so real. Some dreams are so lifelike that you can barely distinguish them from reality.