Oh yeah, Night terrors happen to me fairly frequently.
Most often though in the case of something happening in a dream like people walking through my house, and then me waking up insisting it was real.
Worst one I had was when I still lived with my parents. I thought a demon was stalking me, and was underground reaching up his giant claws and me through the floor. I ran dodging left and right to avoid the hands... grabbed my bat, and ran out to my back porch which was cement, because it wasn't strong enough to get through cement.
I cocked back my baseball bat ready to hit the thing as it came out the door....
only to fully wake up a second before i hit my mom. Who had opened the door to see what the hell i was running and yelling about.
