I Sleepwalked At School And Embarrassed Myself Publicly

I Sleepwalked At School And Embarrassed Myself Publicly


Hello, guys! My name is Ariana. It’s not a secret that we all tend to make
mistakes and fail. And we all feel bad about it afterward. But what if I tell you that a fatal mistake
I made once, made me feel so guilty and unworthy, that I started suffering from a dramatic form
of a sleeping disorder. In other words I turned into a sleepwalker. It all happened many years ago on a beautiful
summer morning. I was seven years old and my younger brother
Gavin was only four. We snuck out of the house and ran to the river
to go for a swim. We had so much fun! We were playing hide-and-seek and it was my
turn to be the seeker. I looked for Gavin everywhere, honestly! I knew he was really good at hiding, but at
one point, I realized he just wasn’t there! First, I thought that this sneaky kid wanted
to scare me and just left me there and went back home, but I didn’t find him there either. Then I realized something horrible had happened. I burst into tears and told everything to
my parents. It was all a blur. They looked for Gavin for two days until he
was finally found. He must have been carried away by the current
and never made it out of the water. There are no words in the world that could
even remotely describe my parents’ grief. They were both absolutely broken. As for me, I was stunned and scared to death. I felt like a monster. I had done the most horrible thing ever and
there was no way to go back, to get Gavin back. My father was a very generous and kind person. He realized I hadn’t meant for all this to
happen, so he found the strength to support me and to forgive me. But not my mother. She tried to avoid me and she couldn’t even
look me in the eye anymore. It was really painful, but I knew I deserved
it. “Time went on, but things were not getting
any better. Not long afterward I started having trouble
sleeping. I would occasionally wake up in the kitchen
or in the bathroom, turning the tap on without realizing what I was doing. But in most cases I would go to Gavin’s room
and tidy up or play theater with his toys. Just like I used to do when I played with
him! I even sang lullabies in front of his empty
bed. It was so weird of me! Of course, my parents heard the noise at night
and would always come to check on me. My mother would get furious every time she
would find me in Gavin’s bedroom. She was just shaking with anger! And of course she didn’t believe I was sleepwalking. She was sure I had gone to my brother’s room
to annoy her and to make her feel even worse. And even after my father took me to the doctor,
who confirmed my diagnosis, this still did not convince my mother otherwise. Months went by, then years. My life turned into torture. My sleepwalking was getting worse and there
were no pills that could help me. Almost ten years has passed since my brother
drowned in the river and with each passing day, my mother would hate and abuse me more
and more. She would never waste the chance to tell me
off for my grades or my unwashed dishes. Or for anything she could, actually! Of course, I was never allowed to go out with
friends or go to parties. And at the same time, I wasn’t very eager
to go anyway, to be honest! I think, subconsciously, I felt like I didn’t
have the right to have any kind of fun. I tried to keep my head down and my mouth
shut, but one day things just got out of control. The night before it happened, I sleepwalked
again and went into Gavin’s room. I woke up standing on the table with his favorite
teddy bear in my hands. I heard my mother yelling: ‘She is doing it
again! She is driving me crazy!’ She grabbed me and pushed me out the door
of his room. I couldn’t sleep a wink that night. I was hugging Gavin’s teddy bear and crying
and of course I was very sleepy at school the next day. So, I was sitting in my history class, doing
my best to not let my eyes close. But suddenly I realized I was not sitting
anymore. I was standing in the middle of the classroom. Everybody was staring at me. My teacher’s face was red and he angrily asked
me: ‘Why are you misbehaving during my lesson? What are you even thinking?’ And as usual I didn’t remember anything, so
I didn’t even have the slightest idea what kind of crazy stuff I had done that time. I learned about it later in the principal’s
office, when the teacher was telling the story to my parents. I was walking back and forth with my eyes
wide open, crying out some senseless words. My dad immediately saved the situation and
told them about my sleep issues. It was convincing enough for both the history
teacher and the principal, but as usual, not for my mother. When we got back home, we had a horrible fight. She said she felt like I was a curse for her
and that she wished that it was me who had drowned in that lake, not my brother. It cut me more than hundreds of pieces of
glass shards could. Even though my dad stood his ground and tried
to back me up, nothing really mattered anymore. I couldn’t get those horrible words out of
my head. They kept on spinning around and around, like
a record. And that was the beginning of the end. As I was lying in my bed and I promised myself
that I would never let my mom hurt me again. And my body heard me. ”
“I woke up at 4 a.m. to some horrible screaming. I found myself in my parents’ room. I was standing over my mother’s head, holding
one of my father’s dumbbells. You can’t imagine how terrified I was! I immediately threw it on the floor and ran
away. I locked myself up in my room and covered
my ears. I didn’t want to hear any more insults from
my mom. And there was no way to tell her I didn’t
mean to hurt her. In the morning, my dad came into my room. He looked really miserable. I asked him what had happened, I had already
guessed myself though. My mother had packed up and left for the hills. She also took most of Gavin’s stuff with her. And the teddy bear as well! After that my father and I didn’t hear from
her for a couple of weeks, maybe even more. It was all just killing me. No matter how much my mom hated me, I still
loved her and I wanted her to come back. I had almost lost any hope of seeing her again,
until one day. It was the anniversary of Gavin’s death – the
blackest day of the year. And it was the first anniversary my father
and I had spent without my mom. She didn’t even call us or pick up the phone
when dad called her. It seemed she had just erased both of us from
her life. That was the moment I really started to think
it would really have been better if I had drowned in the lake, and not Gavin.” ” I was lying on the sofa in the living room
when I suddenly heard a giggle. My heart started beating faster. I could swear that it was Gavin! I jumped on my feet and went to his room. The light was on and the teddy bear was sitting
in the middle of the room. I couldn’t believe my eyes. ‘Is mom back?’ I thought. Then I heard that giggle again. I followed it and went out of the house. My feet got wet and cold, because I hadn’t
even put my shoes on. But I didn’t care. I kept on following those giggles and I finally
saw him. I saw a little figure in the bushes. I couldn’t see him properly in the dark, but
I was sure it was him. He was wearing the same cute trunks and he
hadn’t changed a bit since I saw him last time, ten years ago. I looked around and realized we were standing
at the bank of that very river. I felt tears streaming down my face. I wept and cried out: ‘ I am so sorry, Gavin! Please, forgive me!’ But he only gave me another giggle and suddenly
jumped into the water. It didn’t take me long to jump after him. I couldn’t let this happen again! I tried to grab him, but then I felt somebody
grab me. After a moment I found myself lying on the
ground. I was slowly coming back to my senses when
I saw a familiar face. It was my mother. She was holding me in her arms and crying. She kept on repeating: ‘ Don’t you ever do
that again.’ It was all just a dream. I never used to remember my dreams before,
but I had remembered this one so clearly that I would have sworn it was real. I told my mother everything, in detail. She was listening to me very carefully and
I saw that she believed me. ”
Then she told me she had been sitting near the lake during that whole evening. She didn’t feel like there was another place
for her to go on the anniversary of Gavin’s death. And then she saw me with my eyes wide open. I was bare-foot, wearing my pajamas. She asked me why I had come, but I didn’t
say anything, I just jumped into the water. My mom said she had gotten so scared for me,
that she rushed to the lake to rescue me. It’s weird to say this, but I don’t think
my mom or I had ever felt happier on such an unhappy day. We accepted what had happened and finally
let it go. Things are really looking up now. My mother has come back home. We are all trying to get back to normal life
as much as possible. My mom is like a new person now. She’s doing her best to get along with me. It took us ten years to finally forgive each
other and come back together. But it was all worth it. We can’t change the past, we can only learn
to live with it. As for me, I feel so happy and released now. Eternal self-blame makes no sense. It leads you nowhere but to destruction. Believe it or not, my sleepwalking has also
changed. I remember most of my dreams and I’ve now
learned how to control them. I hope to get rid of them completely one day.

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  1. Your mom decided to blame you for his death but it wasn’t your fault I guess that’s how she decided to deal with her grief

  2. Mom has Misplaced anger. If you have the hands off type of parenting style and put your young children in charge of your even YOUNGER children and something terrible happens it’s not the child’s fault it’s the parents.

  3. Is it a weird coincidence that I have the same name as her? But like you you when your doing a math problem and the person in the math problem has the same name as you? Yeah its like that xD

  4. Got problems? Stun your problem, got a Angry mom that abuses? Stun your mom, got bad grades? Stun the teacher, got problems with this comment I’ll stunner you.

  5. I understand that the mother was upset that she lost her son, but she never ever should have said those horrible things to her own daughter. It was not the girl's fault that her brother drowned and the mother shouldn't have blamed her. You can't stop loving one child because you lose another.

  6. 2020: i sleepwalked at school and embarrased myself pubicly

    2030 : i sleepwalked in to a makeup room and my bullies turned gay

  7. The title should be "My sleep walking brings me trouble" or something along the lines of that because the sleepwalking at school part was such a small part in the story…

  8. I'm no sure if this true or not but maybe she sleeps walking because her brother concrolling her don't you guys see her brother trying to tell her something

  9. This video:My mom ign0red me. She barely even looked at me. Me:That's an unmotherly mother. My dad is stricter when mad.

  10. Can this channel get deleted already because it’s animated and it attracts the wrong people into listening to the fabricated sex stories that would make anybody gag uncontrollably because how unrealistic they are

    Diesel patches knows how retarded this channel is

  11. Nobody gonna say anything about the title? (typos on phone)
    "Embarresed at schooled due to sleepwalking", actually "accidently brutally killed my little brother".

  12. I just love how they make the lewdest pics for the pic for the vid and the key essential is a girl with big boobs or have cleavage and sometimes characters look like their about to have some “fun” time. Yup this is definitely how you get people to watch your vids

  13. This almost made me cry because after the mom told her that she was supposed to be the one who died in the water and then she went as she was sleepwalking jumped into the water and mom said that that part just made me cry

  14. You know. To this very day. I blame myself for not going with my friend, cousin and brother to go get something. They ended up in a car accident while I stayed home. I had been drinking a little cause that same day my brother had gotten married. I had work in the morning. I woke up to my friend our friend in my room saying "hey (brothers name) is in the hospital. We had car accident." I didnt believe him until I saw the blood on his shirt. Turned out they were heading back home when i guy hit them at 103mph in a Corvette..after running red light. This haunts me every night. Everyone is ok but still

  15. Why the heck is a kid's channel getting more and more adult themed, what even are the thumbnails. Channels like these need to get shut down.

  16. i think the mom is not really mean, it just that she cant let her son died so soon.. and i think she's depressed so she overflowing her depression through her daughter

    and see,, in the end the mum also can't lose her another child bcause she still love her. SO don't judge her mom cause i think i can understand what she felt.

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