The funny thing is, to this day I can't remember many of those stories. It's like they just vanished from my memory. However, one in particular remains planted in the back of mind, never really revived but it would always poke its way to the front of my mind whenever I needed to use the bathroom. It terrified me and the very thought still did to this day. "Derek? Derek, is that you?! This isn't funny, Derek!" No answer. Besides the noise from the shower, the house was silent. "He wasn't here." If my brother wasn't in the house..."Then who coughed?" No...no it couldn't be...could it?