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 a disappointment, but generally I just forget about it and move on. Now, in 6th grade, I had one really close friend who I never actually got into a fight with. 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. While recounting the story, I suddenly realized the events were strange and that it was all just a dream. I fall silent and just look at my friend who’s still extremely upset and don’t know what to say because I had fucked up so badly.