When I was about twelve I slept over my aunt's house. her house was next to this spooky old graveyard. I was not a person who had ever walked in his sleep before or since. On this particular night though, I was full speed ahead.
According to my two cousin's and my aunt I got up out of bed, walked over to the window overlooking the graveyard, opened it, and started babbling out the window but no one could understand anything I was saying.
The strange part is, I remember doing this, but don't have recollection of what I thought I was doing. Scared the hell out of my aunt and cousin's though, so I guess it was worth it. Still gives me the willies when I think about it though.
Mark
:bugeye:
According to my two cousin's and my aunt I got up out of bed, walked over to the window overlooking the graveyard, opened it, and started babbling out the window but no one could understand anything I was saying.
The strange part is, I remember doing this, but don't have recollection of what I thought I was doing. Scared the hell out of my aunt and cousin's though, so I guess it was worth it. Still gives me the willies when I think about it though.
Mark
:bugeye: