I haven't ever told a soul about how intensive my daydreaming is. My mom always comments on how I tend to stare off into space, but she has no idea that I'm just wrapped up in a complex daydreams. It feels like I'm writing movies in my brain. Sometimes, when I don't imagine a scene just right, I "put it away" and come back to it, like I'm editing a video. And yet, it doesn't seem like a movie. It's like I know my characters aren't real, but when I see people at school that I've imagined are…