I’ve always had super vivid dreams and it takes me a while after waking up to realize that they’re not real. Occasionally, it's a disappointment, but most of the time, I just forget about it and move on. Back in 6th grade, I had one really close friend, and we never actually fought. One night, I had an incredibly vivid dream where my friend and I had a huge falling out over something I can't even remember now. I was great at holding grudges because I wasn't a forgiving child, so for three weeks, I completely ignored my best friend in anger until she started crying in front of the teacher, who asked what was going on. As I was telling the story, I realized the events were really weird and that it had all been a dream. I went silent, stared at my still-upset friend, and had no idea what to say because I had seriously messed up.