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 starts with the mind games

Abandoned at home, day 5

on day 4 I was lucky enough to have a day off from Jimmy screwing around with me. Although i think it was part of his plan for me to let my guard down.

Day 5. Work made it a long day. I collapsed onto my bed and just wanted to relax for a minute doing, well, nothing. Several minutes later a T.V. buzz turned on and i turned over uncovering my face from my pillow. My T.V. was now on, showing the empty blue screen. Almost midnight, all lights are off besides my recently turned on T.V. staring at me with an empty blue face. Surely i must have rolled over and pushed the power button on the remote, i MUST find my remote.

I looked everywhere, eventually tearing off all my blankets and covers from the bed and my remote wasn't there. I sat on the edge of my bed wondering where in the hell my remote could have gone. I looked up and there it was, the freaking channel flipper was on my dresser... untouched and unmoved. I turned off the T.V. and sat there in silence, waiting. It wasn't even 10 minutes later before it turned on again but this time to a channel. Apparently, i was going to have a movie night with Jimmy. I let the T.V. stay on for the night and i fell asleep. I woke up the next morning with the T.V. turned off.

Is Jimmy my friend now? I wouldn't mind that. But maybe I dreamed the whole thing? That freaking NyQuil....