I’ve always had super vivid dreams and it takes me a while after waking up to realize that they’re not real. Sometimes, it's disappointing, but usually, 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 a really vivid dream where my friend and I had this huge falling out over something that 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. While recounting the story, I suddenly realized the events were strange and that it was all just a dream. I went silent, stared at my still-upset friend, and had no idea what to say because I had seriously messed up.