Short Stories with Tragic Endings

I am in my dorm and I have laundry to do. I get ready to go down to the laundry room and find myself
in the laundry room of my house where there are two of my school's machines. I swipe my card to activate
the machines and look at the number on the machine then enter it in to the console. The machine activates
and I put my clothes in and press start. I look at some other clothes on the floor and remember seeing them
there before and the person must have forgotten about them. I must have had the dream before and not
remembered it.