JIMMY is now my ENEMY.

Day 7.

Jimmy makes his mark. We are no longer friends.

The weekend night comes to an end, and i'm laying on my bed watching T.V. after a nice party at my friends. Ah it felt good to be back after a good time. Slowly, my eyes lids were growing heavy and they  started to close. Drifting off to sleep....

Then i hear the sound of what seemed like water dripping into an empty sink.
"tink... tink... tink..." this hollow sound bounced around the whole apartment and echoed in my sleepy mind. I encouraged myself to get up off my bed and turn off the water. Stumbling into the kitchen, i turned on the light and zombie walked myself over to the sink. But there wasn't any water dripping.
"tink... tink... tink..." the sound came from behind me, down the hall by the washer and dryer. I rubbed my eyes and walked down the hall to see where in the hell this annoying sound was coming from.

At the end of the hall, on the ceiling, a glass bowl light fixture "tinked" at me. I turned the light off, then back on. Continuing to tink even faster, it mocked me! I stood closer to the light fixture and raised my hands towards the light. Coming closer to the light, it tinked faster, and faster, like it was telling me to stop. Then it all went quiet right before i touched the light fixture. I paused, wondering what was going on. The light sound of metal scraping made me look back up just in time. Jimmy knocked the light fixture loose and it dropped, almost hitting me in the head, and landed right where my foot was then smashed into hundreds of pieces. In the middle of this summer night, a cold chill came over me. Raising the little hairs on the back of my neck in a incredibly eerie feeling. I had to get the hell out of here. I didn't bother getting my phone, keys, or my wallet. I only ran to my friends house and slept on his couch.

I made an enemy that night.

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.