Jimmy the damn ghost lives in my apartment

Home Alone Day 2

So there i was, watching t.v. by myself in the middle of a hot summer night. Roommates were gone on vacation, leaving me alone in a empty apartment complex. Watching t.v. as time slowly goes by, i look at the clock and it's almost one in the morning. Fading in and out of sleep, i hear a moan of a door opening. I sit up and see that the kitchen door, which i can see perfectly from my room, opened about a whole foot...

The door just opened up, by itself, a whole damn foot in the middle of night. Since i wasn't about to get my ass out of bed and check it out for myself, i stayed in bed and thought of possible explanations.

1. The A/C pushed the air throughout the room and "pulled" it open somehow?
Well, i haven't had a/c this whole summer, its broken. So was the heater, so that wouldn't work.

2. I left some windows open?
Nope, I locked this apartment down when i knew it was only me here. Safety first.

3. My bedroom fan flipped into part jet engine  and the suction created for such a thing pulled the door out of the frame in the kitchen..... I'm poor as hell. I don't have enough money to buy a super fan.

4. A damn ghost is roaming around my apartment.

5. I just didn't take enough Nyquil and this is the consequence.

I went with number 5. Reached over for some more Nyquil and went to bed praying Jimmy the ghost would just go away. 

Ghosts of Cedar City

Moving into Willowbrook apartments for summer of 2012, i was told that something else was in the apartment before i moved in. Naturally, I didn't worry about it.

The very first week, small subtle things were happening. There was my roommate (we'll call him M), that didn't believe in ghosts, spirits or anything scary but wouldn't watch a horror movie.... funny. So, a few days later, i was looking for a fork for dinner and couldn't find any. I looked in the dishwasher, the drawer, sink, in the couch cushions, nothing. My roommate M came home an hour later from work and asked me what i did with all the forks. I asked him the same thing. Both of us thought we were playing a cruel trick on each other and totally ruled out the idea of a mischievous ghost living in our apartment. A few days later, all the forks magically turned up, back in the drawer where they should have been the whole damn time!

Things disappearing and eventually showing back up later on started becoming a regular thing. My shoes would disappear even, then they would turn up by the door two days later. What the hell was this ghost up to?

 A month later, M moved out and i got a new roommate Jay. Jay has attracted spirits for almost a decade. Some insanely creepy shit has happened with Jay that i will share later. Since Jay moved in, things started to get worse...

The ghost, recently nicknamed Jimmy, started taking over our rooms.