Uncle Juan

The summer of 2019, was by far one of my bests summers that I can remember, my family was out of the house almost all the time, and I, like any 18 year old with an empty house and some friends, organized many parties during this time. In early August, I made one and invited my friends over, it was a great party althought, we played Smash Bros, drank beer and all that stuff, and by 3:30-4:00 AM, some of my friends went home, but three of them stayed in my house to sleep because they're houses were pretty far from mine. They were Rubén and Alex (twins) and Maya (one of my best friends and current girlfriend of Rubén).

I'll have to add a little more of background to clarify the next part of the story:

Thing 1- in my house we have an alarm system that shoots a photo if it detects an intruder.

Thing 2- as the only condition for letting me stay at home alone almost all of the summer, my mother told me that i must set the alarm every night when i go to sleep, but the only time that I did that, was precisely, that night.

Returning to the story, I set the alarm and went to my room, where my friends were preparing themselves to go to sleep, and I said to them that the alarm was active, and that they shouldn't go to the kitchen, nor the living room, nor any room that had an entrance from the exterior because if they did so, the alarm would be activated. This was about 5:00 AM.

By 6:00 AM Maya woke up because she was thirsty, and since we didn't have any water in my room, and the night before we left all the stuff from the party in the living room, I'm sure you can guess where did she go to take a glass of water :)

Yes, the alarm was activated.

About an hour later, Maya tries to wake me up.

Maya: OP, the police and your aunt are in the door (my aunt lives in the same building as me).

Me: (hearing the alarm in the living room and assuming someone broke into my house) WHAT?!

I ran to the door, and deactivated the alarm, and when I opened the door, I found my aunt and 4 police officers looking at me like i was in trouble.

Me: (trying to act as sober as I could despite the alcohol and marihuana I consumed the previous night) G'day officers, how can I help you?

A police officer tried to speak, but my aunt cut him off.

Aunt: OP, what the hell are doing a lady with a dog in the house? (I must clarify that i actually have a dog, but he wasn't in the house that night, he was with my family)

I couldn't say anything, honestly that was the last question I was expecting to be asked. To not lose a lot of time describing things and non relevant details, I'll just say my mother was pissed and made me in a phone call to give up my copy of the keys of the house and I went to my father's house.

During the day, I tried to convince my mother to send me the alarm photos and that there was no such thing as a lady with a dog in the house. The day after she sent me the photo the alarm took and i revised it. Not a weird thing in sight, just Maya drinking water (pixelated like some 80's videogame).

The thing is that I told the story about a lady with a dog to my friends and all of them said to me "well OP, when you get that photo, send it to me and we can revise it together" and even with nothing strange going on, I send it to them.

Not even 2 hours later, I start to receive messages from the group where my friends were, telling me "OP, there's someone on the photo", and marking it with red circles.

THERE WAS A FUCKING WHITE FACE SITTING IN THE OTHER COACH, SMILING AND LOOKING AT THE CAMERA, LIKE "AFTERLIFE SELFIE TIME". I started to freak out a little and when I showed the photo to the people, they even saw the white face before seeing Maya, some even said that if you looked at it long enough, it looked like the figure had it's arms crossed.

Flash forward to two days after that, I was in my mom's home, with my aunt, telling them the story, and they obviously asked me to show them the photo, and when I showed it to my aunt, she said the words, the sentence that gave this story a title:

Aunt: Isn't that uncle Juan?

What's the problem with uncle Juan? well, he's been dead for about 15 years now.