At my high school, we had this freshman orientation camp two weeks before school started. It lasted two days and we had to stay the night. The guys stayed the night the first night and the girls stayed on the second(I’m a girl). We stayed up really late because orientation would be over the next day and we could just go home for more sleep. As I was sleeping, I had a dream that my dad was calling my name over and over again, but I couldn’t find him. Slowly, other voices started calling out to me along with my dad. Someone then started shaking me to wake me up and I realized that my dad was actually in the gym, calling for me! Turns out, he didn’t know when he was supposed to pick me up and was trying to find me so he could ask me. I told him to go home and I would call him when I was ready, but the damage had already been done. When we all got up later for breakfast, everyone was coming up to me and yelling my name like my dad had. No one forgot through high school, either.