Do I look ghostly to any of you? Anybody?

I went home last night, about to knock on my roommate’s door. I stopped at the hallway when I heard somebody was coming out from the bathroom. It was the roommate. Before I called her name, she screamed. Once, very shortly, not very high pitch. I was about to open my mouth, then she screamed, the second time, higher pitch, louder, longer, very audible. I was about to raise my hand, then she screamed, the third time, another short note. Her scream somehow sounded like a phrase from a song to me.

Am I that ghostly looking? Okay, it was dark. I did not turn on the light at the hallway. But nobody does that anyways. Alright, I was wearing a white jacket, had my hair down. But I always dress like that. I didn’t jump around or run at her. I just stood there quietly with a polite smile on my face in darkness, motionless. Because she already finished her screaming before I could move a finger!

Am I the one to blame to have scared her? She did not wear her glasses! HA!