How would you feel if you woke up from a dream and it was PERFECTLY realistic?

It was just a weird question that pops up in my head once in a while. <br><br>I woke up in wet cold mud, I was laying on my right side. I slowly got up and looked around at the familiar sight of trees surrounding me. I thought I was in a forest, but I didn't recognize anything. I thought it was weird, but didn't pay attention to it and started to move around. I saw a child like figure, chopping wood in a small wooden hut. He was singing a happy song. I didn't understand the lyrics, but it sounded familiar. I walked up to the hut, but it was moved by force. The boy ran over to me and started kissing me with an open mouth. I didn't know I was a girl until now. I started kissing him back and he dragged me to the hut and we started getting really intimate. I didn't know how we did it, but we did. It felt really nice. I saw my body and it was a girl, amazing breast, supermodel like body, and long black hair. I was excited as hell, but I didn't know who I was or why I was there. I saw my hands and they were not my hands. I looked at my body and face and they were not mine. I didn't care, I was too excited. <br><br>I woke up in a pool of wet mud with cloth on me, it was uncomfortable. I slowly got up and saw more of the forest. I recognized it better now. I walked to the nearest tree and touched it. It was really real, you can't imagine how real it was. I remember touching the bark and it was hard, but not hard enough to hurt my fingers. I saw my fingers and they were not mine. I looked at my body and I was the same girl from before. I felt my long black hair and it was real! I touched my face and it was really real! I saw blood on my shirt, wet mud covered my cloth and my legs were covered in mud. I didn't know what happened, but it was unlike anything I ever experienced. I walked towards the nearest hut, there were no one around. I slowly opened the door and there were a bunch of cloth, I recognized some of them. I slowly touched them one by one and it was all PERFECTLY realistic. I touched everything and it was real. I was really in the hut, it was unlike anything I have ever felt before. I slowly closed the door and look around, it was empty. <br><br>I slowly walked to the next hut and I recognized it. I slowly opened the door and I saw a really familiar man, he was chopping wood. He slowly looked up and smiled at me. He slowly stood up and walked towards me. I slowly walked towards him, our faces inches away. I remember his warm breath touching my face and his familiar scent. He slowly kissed me and I slowly kissed him back. I know who he was at the moment, he was my brother. I slowly stop and he looked at me with confusion. I slowly maxed at him. "Brother, who am I? Why am I here?" He slowly looked at me with a sad expression. "Don't you remember, sister? You are Jane, my dear little sister who hates wood chopping. You chopped some of the wood and helped me cook food. I helped you with your magic and we were happy." I slowly looked at him with confusion and he started crying. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I forgot, how did I forget? No, no, no, no." He slowly started hitting his head with his fist and I slowly stop him. "Don't hurt yourself, brother. I don't know how, but I know that we are family and I know we love each other. I don't know who I am, but I know I have been here before." He slowly looked up at me with hope and I slowly kissed him. "You have been gone for months, sister." He slowly looked down and I slowly lifted his head up. "I don't know my past, but I know that I have been here before and I know that we love each other. It doesn't matter how long I have been gone." He slowly smiled at me and I slowly smiled back. <br><br>I lived with my brother and slowly regained my memories. I slowly regained my strength, but I'm still weak. I slowly regained my magic, but I'm still not as strong as before. I slowly regained my skills, but I'm still not as good as before. I slowly regained my memories, but some of them are still gone. I slowly gained back my confidence, but I still doubt myself at times. <br><br>I never knew who I was before and I don't think I want to know. I have been down this road before and I don't want to go back. I slowly regain my life and I slowly move on. I slowly learn and grow, but I slowly forget my past. I was once someone who was important, but I'm not anymore. I don't need to know who I was before, I know who I am now. <br><br>&#x200B;