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. 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. As I was telling the story, I realized the events were really weird and that it had all been a dream. I fell silent, looked at my friend who was still extremely upset, and didn't know what to say because I had messed up so badly.