I had a dream once about a big 18th or 19th century battle with horses, lances and cannons. At the exact same time a cannonball exploded in my dream thunder erupted as I had never heard before. It didn't sound like a rolling drum but like an actual explosion. It's probably 20 years ago but the memory still feels fresh. The memory of the surround sound dream.

I remember my father patiently explaining that the Giants Footsteps I could hear outside, as it lumbered towards me with malice, were in fact my eyelashes rubbing against the pillow as I blinked.

Dry thunderstorm. I thought it was a building collapsing.

On a separate incident, I was about 10. TV signal dropped during a thunderstorm, and shortly after a thunder strike right outside the window. Truly terrifying experience. Luckily I knew enough basic science at that point to know that wasn’t some act of god!

Dogs barking when I was 3-4, was convinced it was a pack of wolves.

I saw incoming ICBMs. (Airplanes on approach.)