A fish dream

I had a sad dream last night. I was in a house that I don't know. I saw a bowl with a gold fish inside it. The fish was big, and she couldn't breath. It was like that she was dying soon. I went to another room, and I saw another bowl with two gold fishes inside it. One of them was OK, but the other one was dying. I went to another room, and I saw another bowl with dying fishes inside them. All fishes were red and bigger than normal gold fishes. I went back to the first room, and I saw my mom there.

"These fishes are dying. Why nobody takes care of them?" I asked my mom, but she was indifferent. She didn't say anything.

I saw that the fish couldn't breathe well. I took the bowl, and I run toward the kitchen to change the water. I brought my hand into the water while she was trying to put her mouth out of the water to breath. The water was clean, but it probably didn't have any oxygen. I touched its body, and it was warm. The room was warm. "It probably suffers from the warm weather, too." I thought to myself.

I got to the kitchen, and I opened the water tap. I wanted to change the water, but it jumped out of the bowl and started to move up and down like a dying fish. When I saw this, I cried. "NO. Don't die here. I will save you. I don't let you die," I said. I got her warm body in my hand and put her back in the bowl. The water was fresh now. It seemed that I saved her.

"But this was not the only dying fish. I should save all others," I thought to myself, and I ran toward other rooms.

I don't know what's happened after that, and I woke up having this dream in my mind. I have no idea about this dream.