I was trying to write a paper (a really important paper, at that) when I received an unexpected call from my mom. She didn't even bother to say "Hello".
"Are you coughing?"
I was a little surprised, but I told her that I had actually triggered my asthma the week before, but all symptoms had ceased and I was just fine. I asked what her deal was. She seemed really shocked that I wasn't dying (my mom has always been the dramatic one in the family), and then started explaining to me that she had just gotten home from work, had just eaten dinner, and had just started watching Reba on Lifetime, when, quite distinctly, she heard me coughing in my bedroom.
Completely forgetting that she was all alone in the house (as she was every evening), she yelled out something about getting a drink of water or taking my inhaler, and stopped herself mid-sentence when reality struck her and she remembered I was away at school.
She went on to say that I did not respond (surprise!), that she did peek inside my room and no one was there (surprise!), and that she was, to say the least, rather creeped out.
I told her that she must have been hearing things and maybe she was just over-tired from work (anything to get her off the phone so that I could finish my paper), when she said:
"But this isn't the first time..."
I was a little tired myself, and she was afraid that our house was haunted, so I told her I really needed to get off the phone to write a paper for class. She unwillingly hung up. She hasn't mentioned it since.