My soul! She sucked the soul right out of me!
When I was little we had an entertaiment center with glass doors. As a kid, I would pretend it was a kitchen. I was standing directly in front of the glass doors so I could only see my reflection and the things inside on the shelves. Suddenly I notice the apperance of a white, pale face as it was standing right in front of the glass doors. It freaked me out so I decided to look back to see what or who was standing behind me and there was nothing there. I looked back at the door and the face was still there…it was freaking grinning at me. Needless to say I stopped playing there for a long time. However, that house always seemed like something odd about it. The scent of roses, my name being called but no one calling it. Fun times!