Alaina Urquhart

That's when she noticed it.

The girl in the mirror didn't have a lower body.

She was simply a floating fucking torso.

Pelvis down.

Ew.

Completely frozen to the spot, my mom tried not to scream to her friend, even though she said she didn't feel panicked at all.

In fact, she said she felt this overpowering sense of calm.

So it must have been a good ghost.

Yeah, my mom looked at this girl straight in the eye while this girl just continued to smile back at her.

She said she tried to turn the hair dryer off without breaking eye contact, but had to look away for a split second to remove the plug from the wall.

And when she looked back up, almost instantly, the girl had gone.

What?

Now remember, she had been sitting on the floor right beside the exit door.

And so if this girl had entered or left the room, my mom would have literally had to have moved her entire body to let her out.

She had not budged from the floor once.

Naturally, once the shock of what she had just seen set in, she called her friend and the both of them darted to the common room where the other two people on the floor were sitting eating food.

Both of them asked the two if they'd seen this girl leaving the floor as she would have had to exit the building via the common room.

Of course they didn't.

They said they hadn't seen a single person enter or leave the dorm and that they had been in the common room for the guts of an hour at least so they would have seen her.

Ew.