What are dreams? Memories? Desires? Other realities?

"Come down //////! We are making your favorite!" Someone called. I woke up and looked around confused. I was in a wooden room, a room which I don't remember seeing before, yet feels familiar...almost natural, like if this room was one I've been in forever. Like I never left, you could say.

"//////! If you don't come down to eat we're gonna eat your plate!" Another voice playfully threatened, but it sounded as if it was scolded because of doing that. I got off the bed I woke up in and started walking to the voices I heard. I opened this door and immediately saw a staircase made of stone that led to a wood floor. I tried to see what was to the left of the stairs, barely managing to see through a mostly closed door. A simple living room was there. I couldn't check what type of room the stairs actually led to, because a stone wall was in front of the door I just opened, and it reached the end of the staircase.

"Is ////// ok? He usually wakes up early." I heard someone say. I started walking down the stairs calmly until I saw that this room I was walking to was the kitchen, and there were two people waiting for me apparently. They looked at me and smiled genuinely. "Good morning love! What took you so long?" I stood there a bit shocked, I couldn't see their faces clearly, just the smile and the hair. They seemed welcoming and nice. I went near them and sat next to them, I talked with them as though I knew them since I was born, feeling very comfortable with them. Eating my food I felt as though I was the happiest person alive. "Oh careful! ////// there's a rat next to you!" "Oh? That's jus-"