One day my grandma became really sick. So my mom and her sisters took turns staying the night with her. While they were in bed that night, my mom had her back turned to the wall. And my grandma had her's turned to the door. My grandma chewed snuff, and she had a snuff can on the night stand. Grandma turned out o mom, and said there back; there they are behind you. My mom was so scared she didn't move. Grandma picked up her snuff can and threw it at what she had seen the snuff can had a sharp edge. So when she threw it, it hit my mom in the face, it cut her really bed. She had to get stitches. After that night my grandma never said anything else about what she had seen. A couple years later she died. No one knows who was in her room that night.