I've always had incredibly vivid dreams, and it takes me some time after waking up to realize they're not real. Sometimes, it’s a disappointment, but generally I just forget about it and move on. In 6th grade, I had a really close friend, and we never had any fights. One night, I had a really vivid dream where my friend and I had this huge falling out over something that I can’t even remember now. Being excellent at holding grudges as an unforgiving child, I ignored my best friend for three weeks in anger, until she started crying in front of the teacher, who then asked what was happening. Of course, as I’m telling the story I realize the events were super weird and that it was all a dream. I fall silent and just look at my friend who’s still extremely upset and don’t know what to say because I had fucked up so badly.