No, not really.
I feel like writing down my dream somewhere before I forget - and at the same time I'd like to share it. So here's a recap of all that I can remember
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The beginning (at least, as far as I can recall.)
I was riding a motorcycle down the Mall parking lot, being chased by police. I remember being the most wanted because my father (or someone closely related to me) was some sort of Criminal, I'm not all sure. So after some explosives were thrown at me, I was blown away to my house, which at first was somewhere else (I seem to have forgotten). After looking around, my older sister's face was melted off, but I wasn't scared, I knew something bad happened to her but I pretended to be scared (for whatever reason.)
she had wrap around her face, but her jaw and eyes were in view. Scary thought now that I think of it more. Now we get to another part of the dream, which is somewhat connected to the last dream. I was very sick, like very sick to the point where my body was slowly dying, it needed proper treatment but having to go through it all would be hell, so there in the porch was a body of a girl (as I remember, she had pink-ish hair and large eyes as an Anime character, she kind of looked like an anime character I made up some weeks ago.)
It's what they called a "dummy body", a body made by science for those who need a new body for awhile, I don't remember how I was transferred into that body, but as soon as I knew it I was that women. I think the body was made to be my age, 17.
Here is the next act of the dream - The move.
So, apparently I wasn't the only one in our family to get a new dummy body - my aunt also had one, and she wanted me to live with her for awhile so she can help me get used to being in a new body - so a small part of the story had me at my laptop, I was supposed to leave so I tried shutting off my laptop, but the laptop wouldn't turn off so I tried a few things, I think my sister was telling me it was time to go, I was worried now because we had to leave. So after the Laptop turned off I packed it up with some other stuff. Here's where things get weird; This dummy body I had, itself had powers to lift things with the mind - so I jokingly said to my mother "How about I use this body from now on and get a job lifting heavy things?"
After that, my aunt started stealing my sister's shirts, that were worth something - make a quick buck from them. She told me not to tell, but a part of me wanted to tell my sister, but I didn't want to get on my aunts bad side so I could still go with her. I hovered into my sister's room, thinking if I should tell her - but in the end I didn't.
"Hurry, let's go!" My aunt yelled. After this things get fuzzy, my sister did something to help us which made my aunt have a change of heart, she gave the shirts back and said "Here, I put your shirts in a bag". I didn't say anything.
Life as somebody else
So the next thing I remember is being forced to the pool with my aunt, I was against going because I didn't want to show skin, as she handed me a pink and black bikini. She laughed and told me "You aren't in your old body anymore, it's okay!" I still was against it but didn't want to upset her. I was very embarrassed, I think it was because maybe people might point out I had a dummy body, though I'm not sure if that was really the case.
This dummy body didn't have to deal with most things normal human bodies have to, like I couldn't get sick, feel much pain and if the body took large amount of damage it can be fixed easily. Why not just keep these bodies forever? As I recall, when I returned home I told my family I wanted to stay like this, but my sister told me if I stayed in that body for more than a few years, I wouldn't be able to transferred back to my old body - and they really didn't want to see "me" go and be replaced with another "me". Also keeping the dummy body was kind of expensive.
But I wanted to keep it, but I had to go back. I was allowed to stay as somebody else for another year though, as my body wasn't done healing.
The End
I left out other parts, and forgot some other things - if I remember anything else I'll share it. The person I was transferred into reminds me of a character I had in mind for a few months now - neat, I got to see her fully brought to life (at least, as far as I'll get.)
My aunt's "dummy body" also looked like mine, with notable differences, shorter cut hair, taller and bigger bust.
My dream wrote a really weird FanFiction, lol.