I don’t think I’ve had contradictory memories, but if you expand the premise to false or impossible memories, then I have a few. I have an extremely vivid memory of dancing with a girl I liked at a school dance when I was about 14. I can tell you exactly what she was wearing (a purple dress with a flower pattern and bright yellow tights), how she had done her hair, what the room looked like. I can recall how she smelled (a bit like vanilla), and how her body felt (she was very skinny). I remember clearly how she was the one who came up to me and pulled me onto the dance floor before I could get away, and how when the dance was over, she smiled at me, but seemed embarrassed somehow, and quickly ran off to be with her group of friends, leaving me in a daze.
Steamy stuff. The only problem is, there’s no way that it could have happened like that , because I can’t dance. I mean, I *really *can’t dance, not to save my life. Not now, and sure as heck not when I was 14. I’m stiff as a plank, I have no rhythm, I have two left feet and they’re both made of lead. The few times I’ve been suckered onto a dance floor I’ve always ended up looking like an imbecile, and under no circumstances could I have made it through a swirl across the floor with this girl without incident (never mind the fact that I was much to shy to do such a thing anyway).
So, what actually happened that day I guess I’ll never know, but dancing almost certainly wasn’t involved. Most likely I’ve dreamed the whole episode up entirely, or garbled it together from part memory, part fantasy. (The girl was certainly real, though, I’m pretty sure of that. She was at my school, and I did like her, but it never went anywhere, certainly not physically.)