When I was about 5 yrs old, I walked outside the front door and made my way out of the neighborhood. I was determined to explore my surroundings. I climbed into the back of a pickup truck, hid for about an hour until it stopped. Next, I saw a bus and latched onto the bars of the back and climbed my way up to the top and decided to go along for the ride. By this time it got dark I remember thinking this probably wasn't too good of an idea.

Even though I awoke the next day in my bed, I was so sure someone had brought me home. I made mention of this only to a few of my kindergarden friends and I was their hero. I must have had this memory in the back of my mind for the next ten years.

Now I realize there must have been a few episodes of my childhood that were so realistic in nature (not the absurd ones) that I mistook for real life.

Does anyone have any false memories attributed to dreams?