In my dream, I was back in the old house, on the sitting room floor. I was a kid, and I was asleep and something woke me up. I looked up and saw a little girl, standing there at the bottom of the stairs. I thought it was my sister, but I knew it wasn't. She was wearing a dress. White, with lace and ruffles. It looked like something from a storybook. It was old-fashioned, but it was so pretty. She was looking down at me. She was smiling.
