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 disappointing, but usually, 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 an incredibly vivid dream where my friend and I had a huge falling out over something 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 went silent, stared at my still-upset friend, and had no idea what to say because I had seriously messed up.