My Most Memorable Sleepwalking Experience

As a kid the topic of my nights was never sleep talking but sleepwalking! Growing up I would always hear about the strange things I did in the middle of the night when I had friends stay over. My sleepwalking activity seemed to increase when I slept in other places than my own bed. On family vacations I would sometimes leave the hotel room in the middle of the night (according to my parents) for extended periods of time. The craziest incident occurred when my family moved to a new house while I was in 6th grade. We had only been living at our new home for no more than two weeks. In the middle of the night I managed to sleepwalk straight into a wall in my room. I of course immediately woke up, and somewhat dazed found my way back to my bed. I tried my best to get back to sleep but my head was pounding violently from the impact. Unable to sleep I turned on my headrest lamp and was startled to see blood all over my sheets. I rushed downstairs to my parents room...and I know I gave them a scare when they answered the door and my mom just about screamed! Somehow in my ridiculous sleepwalking I managed to slice open a main artery on my eyebrow. So to accurately paint this picture in your mind; imagine opening up your bedroom door to your twelve year old son with blood, literally, streaming down his face... at two in the morning! My parents rushed me to the sink where we washed off the blood. Surprisingly the cut was less than an inch long, but then again it was directly over an artery. I was taken to the hospital in the dead of the night to get stitches. I received six stitches, and started life at a brand new school a couple days later with a nice looking battle scar.