The Mysterious Doppelgänger

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I was twelve the night I saw my sister standing in the barn… while she was sitting right next to me. It was late. My little sister and I were on the porch after dinner. The barn light was still on, which was weird because Dad always turned it off. I grabbed the old binoculars from the windowsill and looked. There she was. Same yellow dress. Same braids. Standing completely still in the middle of the barn, staring at the ground. I turned to my sister next to me and said, “How are you in two places?” She looked at me like I was crazy. Then she took the binoculars. Her face went white. She didn’t scream. She just whispered, “That’s not me.” We ran inside and told Dad. He laughed and said it was just the light playing tricks. But our grandfather, who never said much, stood up real slow and told us: “Never look at it twice. And never go in there alone.” Three days later, my sister’s yellow dress was found folded neatly in the middle of the barn floor. She was never seen again. And the worst part? Every now and then… I still see someone wearing that dress in the dark. Just standing there. Waiting. ---