A ghost by the window

I used to cling to my sister every time we walked past a window at night. Somehow I always feared that there would be a ghost, framed by the window, looking at me. Frustrated, my sister once told me tersely, that

If you want to see a ghost then you”ll see it!

She didn’t think much about this, but I did. And this made me even more scared.

 

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Because,

if I want to see a ghost and I can see it, then a ghost can just appear whenever I think of it. A ghost by the window, if seen by me only and not by my sister, is then not really by the window. It is actually in my head. I can run away from a ghost by the window by distancing myself from the window, but I cannot run away from a ghost in my head. How can I possibly distance myself from my own head?