The following written confession was submitted via email: …One night, something came to our door and knocked slowly three times on the lower half of the door, which was all wood. They were hard knocks and were pretty loud, with a deep sound. I looked over from the tv to my left where the door was down the hall. In the window see a very tall white figure. Like sheet white…

No one wants a ghost living in their closet. And definitely no one wants a weird transient stranger living in their closet. Or asking them for hugs. Or wearing all their clothes. Honestly, having a ghost sounds better than all those things.