About 1984 my mom was getting ready to have my older sister. She lived in this little apartment somewhere in Cleveland. Late one night when she was sleeping she was awaken by some strange music. The music sounded like it was coming from and old fashioned record player the old kind of music. Well she got up out of bed and put on her house coat. She walked out into the living room to see if the radio was on it wasn't. So she thought she was just imagining it but when she got back in her room she heard it playing again. She wenmt to hang her house coat back up next to her dresser when she saw a face in the mirror. Well the face was her dad who had been dead 7 years prior to the sighting. He was trying to tell her something but she could not hear him. Then all of the sudden the face disappeared and another appeared this time it was a boy about 13 or so he was smiling a kind of wicked smile. He reached out to grab her when she ran out the living room door. !

She ran down the street to one of her friends houses and he came over and did some kind of witch craft thing on the mirror and after that she never saw her dad or the boy or heard the music ever again.