So I'm sitting here on the couch, 10:30 p.m., and Hannah comes racewalking out of her room, straight to the door, and right out into the hallway of our apartment floor! I chased her and asked her what she was doing, and she just looked up at me and said, "oops" and ran back inside and into her bed. I tried to talk to her and ask her if she was awake, but she wouldn't/couldn't answer me.
I think we have a sleepwalker. It's kind of scary, and I will make sure to lock all the doors now!
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