It was my freshman year in high school and I thought it would be fun if I went to the homecoming dance that was coming up. I got the ticket but ended up not going. That night something strange happened that almost scared me do death. I had just shut off my TV, turned out the light and got under my covers to sleep.

I glanced toward the bottom of the bed and there was someone sitting there just staring at me. It looked as if she had wings and was glowing. I screamed and turned on my light and she was gone. Later that night she returned again, sitting at the bottom of by bed staring at me.

I reacted more a bit more calmly this time and realized it was a friend of the family who had died in a terrible car accident when I was little. I have never seen her again.