I've always had incredibly vivid dreams, and it takes me some time after waking up to realize 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 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 really good at holding grudges because I was not a forgiving child, so for three weeks I completely ignored my best friend in anger to the point where she started crying in front of the teacher and he asked what was going on. Of course, as I’m telling the story I realize the events were super weird and that it was all a dream. I went silent, stared at my still-upset friend, and had no idea what to say because I had seriously messed up.