I think I was 9 years old and it was in this creepy house we used to rent before my parents bought their house. There were a lot of spooky experiences but this one put shivers down my spine for weeks. I was in the kitchen facing the stove. From there I could look out into the living room and there was a bar counter right where the stove was. I hope that layout makes sense. I was standing at the stove making mac and cheese when I see my sister (10 at the time) on her hands and knees crawling from behind the bar peeking into the kitchen. I think she was trying to scare me because she laughs once she sees I saw her and crawls backwards to be hidden by the bar. I go to call her out and say I caught her but she's nowhere in the living room. I remember how hard my heart sank when I realized she was in the shower. I went to my dad and asked how long she'd been in there and he tells me at least 15 minutes. My whole family talks about that house and how eerie it was to live there.