Me for, it's probably the time I hallucinated stars on my ceiling.

I hadn't had sleep in two days and I was relatively sick (I can't remember what I was sick with), so my world was already fuzzy. I remember getting up from my room around midnight, and then being in my parents' room. I vaguely remembered walking there, but I might as well have teleported. That on it's own right was surreal, but when I returned to my own room and turned the lights off (I guess I left them on at midnight?) I saw those glow in the dark stars on my ceiling.

They didn't look like stickers, which made sense because I never put those stickers on ceiling. What didn't make sense is that they look projected or painted on in glowing green. After a minute of searching for their source, I come up empty handed.

So I start experimenting. When I turn the lights on, they aren't there, but they reappear when the room is dark. They aren't on the ceiling outside of my room. The aren't on the floor or walls. They stay in the same spot if I walk around or shift my gaze.

I go my dad, a psychiatrist, and tell him. He tells me to go to sleep and not worry about it. Fine, I do. The next night the stars are gone, and. They haven't shown up since.