Ghost

Dreamt I was living in childhood home again. I was changing. Looking for clothes (oo. Sidenote. The clothes I picked were so cute and I looked younger again and I liked what I saw in the mirror.) Anyways in in the bedroom closest to living room. Looking for clothes. I turn around and I see drawers of a desk opening and shutting on their own (three out of 6 or so in the desk) and I yelled for my sister to please explain it wasn't a ghost. She was telling me something logical but either I don't remember or wasn't listening. Finally got dressed and realized I wasn't wearing a bra.