I don't suppose you have ever talked in your sleep. If we do, none of us wants to remember it or express it publicly. Last night I spoke out in my sleep. This has not happened to me very often, but it does once in a great while.
I was dreaming that I was at a house, not my own, and children were there with costumes on along with masks. They were running around playing. I crawled under the porch in an area where it was dark. While I was there, a small girl came over to the area and looked into the space where I was, but she could not see me, because it was dark. Just for fun, I was going to growl to scare her a little. I began to make a louder and louder noise to scare this little girl, but she was not scared. She kept coming closer and closer to me and was almost up against my face while I was yelling in a low-voice growl.
Then I woke up. I think the noise of my growl woke me up, because I was actually growling for real. I looked around and saw my son at my bedroom door, and he said, "Are you all right?" I said, yes, smiling a little. I said, "I was just dreaming." He thought I was having a heart attack. I told him I was sorry. I really did not mean to seriously frighten anyone. Now it is funny.