ONCE upon a dreary night, sometime in June or July of 2015, something very peculiar happened to me: I woke up in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by darkness – definitely not on the bed I was sleeping! I thought I was dreaming; pinched myself and realized that it was a reality!

I felt very scared and confused as to where on earth I was. I rang the doorbell of my house, but only twice, cautiously because I didn’t want to wake anyone up. When no one opened the door, I couldn’t stop the tears that began falling from my eyes. I didn’t want to spend the night outside, without a bed, totally alone! But something good did come out of my crying: I suddenly had an idea! Because I lived in a compound, we would probably have someone at the gate keeping a watch and he would have our home’s emergency key as well. I walked all the way to the gate. It wasn’t a very long walk, which I was thankful for, because the road was quite difficult to walk barefoot. When I reached the gate, the guard was astonished. He asked me what I was doing there at that time of night!

Back then, I didn’t know much about sleepwalking, so I told him, “I woke up in the middle of the night by my front door.'' The guard didn't give me the emergency key but asked one of his colleagues to accompany me to my house and help me. I led him to my house, and he rang the doorbell several times. Finally, my father answered the door, and was very surprised to find me there! He led me in and I told my parents the whole story, after which they explained to me about the sleepwalking phenomenon.

My sleepwalking story is an experience I’ll never forget!

SOURCE : SAUDIGAZETTE