What's the best sleep-walking story that happened to you or someone you know?

[LostInAnomie]

When I was around five, I remember my sister sleep walking into my room and taking a shit in my clothes hamper. I didn't wake her up or try to stop her because my parents had warned me about not waking her up when she's sleep walking. After that happened though they told me if she started doing it again to wake her up. I guess Mom didn't like cleaning shit off my clothes.

[seemunkee]

1. My brother

Sitting at the kitchen table, dressed, eating breakfast. When my mom asked him what he was doing he acted indignant and told her he always ate breakfast before school. It was 2AM, she told him to take a nap before school so he went to bed. In the morning he was wondering why he was sleeping in his clothes.

[prole_for_peace]

2. I sleep walked as a kid.

Once when we were on a family vacation I got up, walked to the door of the motel room and tried to open the door. Thank goodness it was locked and my mom woke up and told me to go back to bed.

Another time them found me sitting in an empty bathtub.

And it seem my "favorite" sleep walk destination was the side of my parents' bed where I would stand and staring down at them. That just seems really creepy to me. I don't care who it was, I WOULD NOT like waking up with someone standing next to my bed just looking at me. But all they had to say was "Go to bed" and I would turn around and do just that.

I sure hope I grew out of it. I am sure my bf would tell me if I was still doing stuff like this.

[SeattleGirl]

6. My mom found me in the bathtub one night too.

She was cracking up at the sight of me, in that dry tub in my jammies. I have absolutely no memory of it.

[AwakeAtLast]

3. I woke up in the middle of a flight of stairs

I had decided to lay down on the middle stair for awhile. Guess I got too uncomfortable.

[WannaJumpMyScooter]

4. Drunk walking count?

I once passed out on the Staten Island Ferry going home from Manhattan.
As I often did, I walked to the Staten Island end so people walking by would wake me.

But, I guess I rolled under the bench or something.

No one woke me.

I woke feeling the ferry jolt violently (as they do, when they hit the pilings)... I got up and walked off the ferry and right into the harbor, the ferry being on the Manhattan side.

I woke up fast swam to the ladder and climbed back aboard.

Funny looks from the crew sitting there soaking wet.

[Connonym]

5. I had taken Ambien so it was sort of a drug-induced sleep walking

and I decided it would be a good idea to clean out my water cooler. I poured liquid dish soap into it and scrubbed it down. The next day I had no recollection of doing it and for the longest time I aws grossed out by the taste of my water. Finally I mentioned it to my kids and they told me what I had done. :eyes: Clearly they're not drinking any of the bottled water or they would have complained about the taste and told me earlier. I felt like such an idiot and you wouldn't believe how many gallons of hot water I had to flush through the system before the taste came out.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

7. When I was about 7 or 8 I had a Hoppity-Hop which I kept in my closet

One night I dreamed I had to go to the bathroom. I got up and sleepwalked into my closet and peed on my Hoppity Hop, which woke me up right away.

[PaddyBlueEyes]

8. I ended up in my neighbors house

in her bed. We lived in a condo complex, where all the houses looked the same. I must have thought I was home....Boy, was she surprised.

[Chan790]

9. My younger brother...

not the youngest one but the one in the middle, has been extremely small his entire life. (At 26 years old and 5'9" he just passed 140 Lbs for the first time in his life.)

When we was four, he got up one night sleepwalking and went to sleep in the middle shelf of his bookcase. My mother, having heard him moving around, went to check on him and found his bed empty. Not surprisingly she screamed...then she called the police.

The police showed up, dragged me out of bed being that my room was next to his and want to know if I had heard or seen anything. They call my father out of work because his boy is missing. They take statements, issue the all-points bulletin and call out the tracking dogs who smell his shirt and can't agree on a direction. There was never any real thought he'd been kidnapped though the possibility was explored...the town I live in houses part of a national forest and it is possible to walk to Canada about 400 miles away without ever seeing another person. For a four-year-old chronic sleepwalker this is a real danger of getting lost and/or injured and dying. In so far as it's the middle of the night and the crime-scene squad is out of Hartford State Police Barracks 45 minutes away...we're waiting for them to show up and do their thing and the room is being sequestered. They want to know where his hiding spots are...so I take them to his closet and show them how he likes to squirm behind the pipes to one end because he can get inside the walls. I extricate myself from the closet because somebody had to go check he hadn't fallen asleep inside the wall and I'm the only one small enough (at age 7) to even think about getting into this space.

So I'm stepping out of the closet, meaning I am facing the bedroom door and Dan's asleep in the bookcase that is behind the door facing out. Completely not visible if the door is open. Slept like a baby through the whole thing. They must have walked by him 30 times in the intervening 2 hours.

So yeah...my kid brother initiated the largest manhunt in the history of my town to that point by going to sleep in a badly-positioned bookcase.