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A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.

She doesn't even live in Fulham.

(, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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De plane, de plane!
The summer after my first year of college found me sleeping on the floor of our living room, as my room was in the attic and it was too hot up there to spend any length of time, even at night. This was at my behest, as I usually would sleep in my little sister's room, but she snores like a freight train.

Now, I had been known to sleepwalk occasionally as a young'un, and every now and then had woken up on the toilet or the couch even as an older teen. But I had not had a true episode in quite some time. Until this night.

I still remember exactly what I was dreaming that led up to these events. I was dreaming that I was in our living room, and needed to get out because an airplane was landing there soon. In my dream I walked a bit through the hallway, then out the door and into another building, which turned out to be a school dormitory where I had attended camp once. My room was the one with the piano outside of it (it really had been), so I played a small tune on it as I passed. I then started feeling along the floor to try and find my pillow and sheets.

In reality, what I had done was walk into my little sister's room, turn on the keyboard, and press a few notes while making contented noises to myself. I then started crawling along the floor. Lil sis wakes up and asks me what in the world I am doing. Still asleep, I tell her I am looking for my bed, but that I was apparently in the wrong dorm room. I apologized profusely, thinking I had woken up some stranger in my dream, and turned to leave.

Somewhere down the hallway I wake myself up by running into the doorknob on our closet. For some reason I was scared shitless and couldn't stop shaking. (I later heard this can be a normal reaction to waking up while sleepwalking) I manage to find my way back to the living room and to my pallet on the floor, but my blankets are all missing. I fold my egg crate mattress around myself as best I can and attempt to fall back asleep. The next morning we found my blankets in the hallway where I had apparently dragged them.

I can still remember the feeling of waking up after all that and being completely terrified. My lil sis thought the whole thing was funny, but it made me want to sleep in a room with locked doors for quite some time afterwards.
(, Fri 24 Aug 2007, 5:39, Reply)

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