I have seen a ghost.
It was a month after my grandmother passed away. I was getting ready for school when I realized I left something upstairs. The bathroom was right across my room and the door was open. I looked in the mirror and saw a girl around 13 or 14. She had brown curly hair. None of the girls in my family have brown hair by the way and she was wearing a green sweatshirt.
My grandmother had brown curly hair and her favorite color was green.
I got the feeling I had to run downstairs.
A feeling of dread.