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....

Jimmy the damn ghost forgets his midnight snack

Home by myself, day 3

After work an old friend, Rob, come by to chill with me at my apartment. I haven't told him any of the weird shit that has been going on before. (We've had our own experience with  a ghost a year ago and wasn't trying to deal with that again.) 

We decided to call it quits after a few hours of good ol Call of Duty. By then it was about midnight, and he was about to leave. My kitchen light was the only light on in the apartment, but as Rob went to leave, a shadow ran across the whole kitchen floor and one of my absent roommates doors quietly shut down the hall. Rob immediately turned back around wide eyed, wished me the best of luck for the night, and ran outside. 

I sat there in my room trying to make sense of what the hell happened. 
1. there was no other lights to cause a shadow from inside...
2. there wasn't a cars light from outside to cause a shadow through the window...
3. I didn't have any flying animals in my apartment, so the shadow from something known wouldn't work either...

As i was thinking about this, ALONE in my room, staring out into the kitchen Jimmy (that dick!) did it again. This time it wasn't a run, but a slow shadow going back into the kitchen like he forgot a midnight snack. This is when i started to freak out a little. Surely i was going to die tonight. I reached over to my friendly bottle of NyQuil, took a 1/3 of it and propped myself up looking out into the kitchen with a fortress of pillows. Jimmy's shadow only crossed the kitchen floor one more time before i drifted off to sleep 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.