First would come denial and I would think that this is the dream and I would would try to screw around with everything, thinking that I am having a lucid dream, failing that I would try to wake myself up but then after many attempts at waking myself up I would realise that somehow, everything seems a bit more real and then the sad, dark truth would hit me. I would Be beyond emotionally crushed, beyond devastated everyone I ever knew loved or cared about, not real? my family is to near and dear to me to loose but learning they were never real would destroy me, all my experiences both good and bad that shaped who I am... or who I was, never happened? I would feel absolutely empty knowing that all I have done everything that has happend to me never happend. I would be dead inside just, sit there motionless, after a good long hard think I would eventually go out into this new, real world and try to live my life however different it may be, keeping the memories of my life that never was everyday Wishing I could Go back.