My room was at one end of the hall and my sister's at the other. "Weird" things always happened in our house that only her and I saw, but this time was scarier. It was late in the evening. I went to my sister's room where, approaching, I could see her light was off. I figured she was asleep but as soon as I got to the door way I saw she was sitting up facing the wall across from the bed. She said "what are you doing, Kelly?" I was not standing in the direction she was facing. I said "Tracy, I'm over here." She turned quickly and looked at me in pure fright and confusion. Needless to say, she jumped off the bed and we both ran down the hall. I, of course, already understood that who she was looking at was not me. Chills just ran down our backs. Later, she did tell me that the reason she had been sitting up when I got to her door was because she heard a loud noise, which she could only describe as the sound of change dropping on her dresser.