One bitter cold night in northeastern Oklahoma, my niece and I (we are the same age) went "riding around" (they call it cruising now) with a good friend of ours. My niece and i were sixteen then, and our friend was around eighteen. I was sitting in between two redheads :), my niece, and our friend in the front seat of our friend's mom's car. Oh, to be sixteen again! Anyway, we drove about an hour and randomly turned down this street and that in several locations. Suddenly, my niece whispered to our friend to stop the car. She stopped the car in front of an old house unlike any other on the street. The weeds were about four feet high, and all the other houses on that street had neat mown lawns. But that wasn't why my niece asked to stop... the front door of the old place was about halfway open... in the pale November moon, you could make out the door to be one of those antique ones with the glass oval in it... "What is that?" My niece asked. We stared into the eerie light and say what appeared to be a figure of a woman dressed in a long white dress complete with something over her head that we took to be a bridal veil. Our blood froze not from the weather now...we gazed at the figure for about a minute and it did not move... finally, we all came to the same conclusion at the same time: SHE DID NOT HAVE A FACE! My friend and niece started screaming wildly. Have you ever sat in a car with two girls screaming? I was pretty terrified myself. Our friend put the pedal to the medal and we took off. I thought she was gonna turn the car over at the corner, but that didn't happen. What did happen was that we made it back to our hometown in record time! This is a true story by Calypso