Four times a week, in the middle of the night, while I was asleep, my ceiling would fall in. Sometimes I’d try to prop it up while screaming for help; sometimes I’d just leap out of bed and run.
Other strange things were happening, usually around 2am. Spiders and other bugs would get into my bed and I would scream my head off. It must have sounded pretty alarming – one new flatmate who kept waking in the night to hear unexplained moans and shouts stuck a rosary above her bed.
A tap was running somewhere. I rushed to the bathroom and realised I had run a bath in my sleep
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