I've had a number of odd encounters in my life. My mother's a sensitive and I think perhaps that I picked up on it myself, but I'm not sure. In any event, this is the first such encounter that I can think of, though it's the one I'm least sure about, and I'll add more in other stories later.
When I was a child, my parents would take me to stay with my grandparents every Christmas in Huntsville where they lived. These events happened when I was eight or nine, during one of those visits. One of my favourite toys at the time was a plastic He-Man sword; I would play with it almost constantly. Christmas Eve, before I went to bed, I decided to hide my toy sword under the couch in the living room so I could get it easily in the morning after opening presents. The bedroom we were staying in only had one bed, so my parents shared it and I slept in one of those metal fold-up cots, with a space between them for walking and the bedroom door near the foot of my cot. In the middle of the night, my mom woke me up yelling at me to get back into bed. I, of course, was still in bed. She swore she'd seen me standing at the foot of my cot playing with my sword. After a bit she dismissed it as a dream and we all went back to sleep.
The next morning, after opening presents, and playing with my new toys for a while, I looked under the couch for my sword. It wasn't there. I asked, and nobody knew where it was. I ended up searching the house for it, (it was my favourite toy after all), and finally found it, under the foot of my cot in the bedroom, right where my mom thought she'd seen me with it. (Of course, when I mentioned this to my mom, she thought it just proved that I had been up playing with it, when I hadn't.)
Now, I'm still not sure about this. Did someone simply find and move my toy to the bedroom and then forget when I asked the next day? Could my mother have been dreaming? My mom usually doesn't remember her dreams past when she first wakes up, but she remembered seeing a child of about my size silhouetted in the dim light from the bedroom door playing with my sword for quite some time. All I know for sure is that I didn't move that sword.