August 27, 2004
Sleep walking
I witnessed it happening twice.
The first time was at Christmas back in the mid to late 80s. B was in the hallway. I thought B was awake. We talked for a bit. B sat on the deacon's bench for a while and then I think B went back downstairs. I was up around 5:30am or 6:30am.
The second time was around 1993, I awoke to the sound of B coughing and hacking. I thought B was sick. I looked around towards the kitchen, half asleep, trying to see what was going on. It worried me. Two hours later, the light was on in the kitchen. A police officer was there talking with my mom. The next day, I talked to B about what happened. B thought that his friend's house across the street was on fire. In his sleepwalking state, he went across the street to knock on their door. I think the police officer was called in to help B home.
The basement room has always been a source of such sleepwalking dreams.
I don't know if B approves of me writing this.
The first time was at Christmas back in the mid to late 80s. B was in the hallway. I thought B was awake. We talked for a bit. B sat on the deacon's bench for a while and then I think B went back downstairs. I was up around 5:30am or 6:30am.
The second time was around 1993, I awoke to the sound of B coughing and hacking. I thought B was sick. I looked around towards the kitchen, half asleep, trying to see what was going on. It worried me. Two hours later, the light was on in the kitchen. A police officer was there talking with my mom. The next day, I talked to B about what happened. B thought that his friend's house across the street was on fire. In his sleepwalking state, he went across the street to knock on their door. I think the police officer was called in to help B home.
The basement room has always been a source of such sleepwalking dreams.
I don't know if B approves of me writing this.
