Over the years though it is almost like I have gotten better at acting normal while asleep, people used to be able to tell, but the most recent occasions my parents couldnt tell that I was sleepwalking and held a whole conversation with me about how they were going out. I woke up very confused on the toilet with my brother asking where they were. I’d been having a dream about trains and I kept telling him they had ‘gone on’.

Luckily it has stopped happening that badly, but I still sit up and stare at anyone who comes into my room at night. I used to be very good at going down bunk bed ladders fortunately as I was on the top bunk.

a common theme with people here seems to be overtiredness or unfamiliar places, anyone else see that?

Another time, I apparently walked into my mother’s bedroom, turned on the light and went to the bathroom. I stood there for a while and walked out heading to my own room. When my mom yelled at me to turn off the lights, I turned back, turned them off and went back to bed.

I only remember waking from two bouts wondering where I was and how I had gotten there. One time I was standing on my bed trying to climb the wall. Another time I was startled awake by dogs barking. I was in our neighbors driveway wearing just a t shirt and briefs. They had turned on their porch light, the dogs were barking at me, and my parents and several neighbors had come out.

After that my dad put screen door latches out of my reach on the inside of our doors, and my mom made me wear pajamas to bed.

Another time I woke up in the pitch black. I was standing up, and I had no idea where I was. I was only about 11, and I burst out crying because I was so scared. I shared a room with my brother, and he started yelling at me because I woke him. I felt my way back to my bed and sat on it, only to realise it was my brother’s! I started crying again until he got out of bed and put the light on!

My husband woke me up one night to tell me how awesome it would be to put a trailer in the living room.

My most memorable experience happened one night when my husband watched me sit up and start rubbing my hand up and down my bedside lamp. When he asked what was wrong, I said, “It’s gonna bend!” He replied with, “What do you mean?” I remember being really frustrated and using hand motions to illustrate as I yelled, “Bend! It’s gonna BEND!” He reassured me that I would not remember this in the morning and told me to go back to sleep.

I have also unscrewed the little on/off switch on my lamp and set it on my nightstand. On another occasion, I sat up, pointed at the ceiling and yelled, “What is THAT?!”

My cat and I will BOTH sleep with our eyes AND our mouths wide open.

Good times.

my best sleep walking episode was in my great aunt’s house, wherein i stepped over my 2 sleeping sisters, went up 2 flights of stairs and was heading down the hallway when my aunt stopped me, asked me a few questions and then watched me walk back down the 2 flights of stairs, step over my still sleeping sisters and crawl back into my “bed” on the couch. i woke up none the wiser.

another time, i got up, snuck into my parent’s bedroom and stole a ring i didn’t even know my dad owned from his jewelry box. i was 9 and extremely scared to wake up and find myself wearing an unfamiliar man’s ring.

It was always the most fun when I was younger & at sleep overs. Supposedly, I can’t lie when I sleep talk and my best friend (since 5th grade!)has held it against me ever since I told her I liked her ex!