What would later become a nightmare started out nice at first. Really nice, actually. Harry and I were lying on my trampoline, holding hands. We were laughing and talking. It was nice. And it was one of those dreams that felt like it was actually happening.

But then, things started to go bad. Suddenly, we weren’t on the trampoline anymore. We were now in my driveway. All of my stuff was packed in luggage. I was leaving. Again.

I was crying hysterically as Harry held me in his arms. “I don’t want to leave! Don’t let her take me away! Please, Harry! Please! You’re all I have! I can’t leave you!" I bellowed as a steady stream of tears fell heavily down my face. I was trembling. It felt so real. I swear, I thought it was actually happening.

His arms were wrapped tightly around my waist. I wanted him to say something. I wanted him to calm me down, tell me that everything was going to be alright. That we would be alright. But I guess I couldn’t even convince myself of that in my dreams.

As I was engulfed with the warmth of being held in his arms, I remember trying to take in every last second; especially since it was going to be my last. But my moment was suddenly cut short. My mother had grabbed me by my arm and was dragging me away from Harry. He didn’t even seem like he tried to keep her from taking me.

“No!" I began to scream repeatedly. But there was nothing I could do. One second I was being dragged away, and in the next I was on a plane; all by myself.

I was staring out of the plane window and looking down at the clouds when a single tear began to stream down my face.Then suddenly, the white, fluffy, clouds turned into dark clouds. It was raining hard and there was a lot of lightening.

I wanted to see Harry. I needed to see Harry. But I did not want to wait. I wanted to see him right then. Something that would be impossible in real life of course, but completely possible in a dream.

And so it happened. I was no longer in the plane. Instead, I was at school. In science class. I immediately walked over to the two seated lab desk that Harry and I always sit at. I was so excited. For a second, anyway.

As I reached our table, I saw that Harry was not the only one sitting there. Someone else was in my seat. A girl. But not just some random girl that I had made up. Not just any girl, either. It was Amanda.

I was stopped dead in my tracks. I was visibly shocked with my mouth wide open. I could not speak. “Oh, Megan! Umm…hello. This is very…well…awkward." Harry says as I realized that him and Amanda were holding hands. “But…Harry, we just…and…"

“Amanda and I are dating now. I mean…Megan, you did leave me. What did you expect me to do? Wait for you? You knew from the beginning that we would never last. Why are you so shocked? Are you really that stupid?"

I continued to stand there in shock. Finally I managed to say, “But Harry, I thought we had something…I thought…I thought…" I tried to complete my sentence, but I couldn’t. “You thought what?" Harry asked. “Did you think that I actually cared about you? That I would never leave you? How ridiculous."

I tried to continue to protest, “But…"

“But nothing, Megan. Get over it, already. I have already moved on. I love Amanda. Now please, save whatever small amount of dignity you have left and leave."

I tried to leave, but I couldn’t move. It was as if my feet were glued to the floor. And just when I thought that things couldn’t get any worse, Harry leaned in to kiss Amanda.

Luckily, that is when I woke up. Sadly, that is also when I began to cry.