I was living in a trailer park with my husband, right before we got married. I was about 5 or 6 months pregnant with my son at the time this happened. Just to note, nobody died in this trailer. I lived in a very small town at the time (before finally moving back to my childhood home), less than 2000 people. When somebody in town died, everybody knew. Everyone knew where everyone else lived. There was no way there could have been a death in this house, we would have known about it.
Brandon (my husband) and I were sitting outside on the porch steps, just talking and relaxing. It was a cloudy day and looked like it would rain pretty soon. The two of us love rainy weather, so we were outside waiting to see if it would start up. It was somewhere between noon and 2:00pm.
There wasn't a noise or anything, but for some reason, Brandon and I both got quiet and turned our heads at about the same time in the direction of the car. We had a Hyundai Sonata, and there were PEOPLE in the front windshield! The car was about 10 feet away from where we were sitting, so we could both see very clearly that there was the image of three people in the windshield of our car.
The reflection was positioned as if the three people were standing right in front of the car, facing the windshield, and their images caught on glass. They were mostly solid looking, only slightly misty on account of the fact that car windshields don't make good reflections. We saw no people standing by the car, no solid matter, just the picture in the glass, as if it was painted on there like one of those windshield decals. The people didn't move. They were completely still. They looked serious, but slightly bored.
One person was a very heavy-set, elderly man. He looked very much like ex-President Taft, but he was bald. He looked like he was about seventy years old and he was dressed in a nice suit, as if he was at a formal event or getting a family picture taken. The collar of his suit was a little too tight and his double chin was sticking out more than it would if he had been wearing a loose shirt.
The second person was a woman. She was wearing a red dress or tank top. It was bright red, and looked like it was made out of a silky material. The shirt/dress she was wearing didn't fit her right. It was too loose. The woman was quite thin. She looked like she was in her late 40's or very early 50's. She had stringy looking, limp brown hair, and it just hung to chest length. Her face was thin and angular and she had scars on her cheeks, like she maybe had a meth problem earlier in her life (I have a lot of experience on what ex-meth heads look like, and this is exactly what she looked like).
The third person was another man, also thin, probably a couple of years older than the woman. He was losing his hair, but wasn't bald. He had a big nose and thin lips. He was also dressed nicely, like the first man. The weird thing was, both men were very gray looking, like from an old black and white movie, but the woman's dress and hair actually showed color.
Brandon asked me, "Babe, are you seeing what I'm seeing?" And I said that I was pretty sure that I did. We talked it over and each had to describe pieces of one of them, and we were seeing the same exact people. There was no way we could have been seeing anything different. The descriptions were too close. We just looked at them. They were right there for like 3 minutes before finally fading away. At first I thought that they were clouds, but clouds don't show colors like red or brown, they are just white or gray.