The Man

There's a man that stands at the end of the stairs. He doesn't make himself fully visible but I see him each time I pass by the stairs at the corner of my eye. He's wearing jeans, a plaid shirt, and a straw hat. He seems to just stair down at me and watch me pass. When I turn to his direction, he disappears.

I had a dream about this man. I feel asleep in the living room and I had a dream about him. He used to live in this house with his family. He had a little girl. Maybe about 2 years old.

In my dream, I see myself sleeping and this happening around me. I see him holding his daughter in his arms. They are standing between the kitchen and the living room. I do not hear anything but I can tell he is arguing with someone in the kitchen. All of a sudden there are flames in the kitchen. He is burnt and drops his daughter. She runs towards the kitchen to reach the person in there. She never comes back out. Then the man with a burnt hand walks towards me and kneels to my side and touches my shoulder. I wake up.

When I wake up I see my year old cousin playing in the living room by herself. Except she looks like she is playing with someone. Then I hear my aunt in the kitchen dropping a pan onto the floor because she burnt her wrist on the handle.

Why is it that what I woke up to was very similar to the dream I just had?