I remember having a dream a few years ago where i could transform into anyone I wanted as long as I knew their face. I transformed into my mother the moment I figured out i could do that. But when I looked in the mirror I realized, I don't remember what she looked like truly. I knew what her eyes looked like, and her nose, the couple of moles or freckles that covered her face and her chin, but, the rest of her I had forgotten. When I woke up I realized that it had been so long since I had last talked to her and called her up and I'm glad I did because I had prevented her from doing something terrible. I still talk to her daily, she's doing better now