In high school, I asked my mother one night to wake me when a meteor shower was happening. In the morning, I was angry at her, because she didn't wake me. She informed me that not only did she wake me and we saw the meteor shower, we had a full conversation about the meteor shower before I went back to bed.

In college, I once climbed out of my loft, walked over to my desk, turned off my alarm, climbed back into bed, went back to sleep, and didn't remember doing so when I woke up.