Dream About Visiting Childhood Home 3

I was in the town I grew up in, Walnut. I don't remember what I was doing, but I remember walking toward a house a few houses down from my childhood home, then I decided (knowing that I was dreaming) that i wanted to go take a look at my house instead. When I got there, my father was there. I wanted to give him a hug but he walled away and got in his truck. This didn't make me upset, instead I was curious about it and told myself to remember to record it in my dream app. I then walked inside, it was night time, I was afraid of something coming out of the shadows, or the eerie feeling that I normally get when I dream of this house in the darkness. But there was nothing. I looked into the living room and saw the outline of furniture, looked ahead into the kitchen and simply saw the glow of the moon over the appliances. I went upstairs, it was still dark, and nothing seemed creepy at all. I went into my bedroom, everything was how I remember it with my posters on the walls and my clothes on the floor. I took in the smell and laid down on my bed. I smiled and relished the nostalgia. It was a very pleasant and enjoyable moment. I drank in the memories, fully aware that I was dreaming. That's all I remember