in minnesota, when i was 7, my mom went to an old country club that actuly reminds me of a spainsh fort for a retreat. this country club, burned down like, what is it now.... not sure, but over 30 years, might have been the forties or something, and a girl named mary was killed. So my mom said that she looked in the mirror while combing her hair and putting on make-up (girls!) and she saw a red out line of a person with some vauge facial detials and could tell it was a woman. now i hardly go to said country club for fear of Mary. My mom said she somehow knew she Mary was just observeing and not trying to scare, but i just don't think i want to run into a ghost. :'-(