This is the second floor apartment that use to be over our apartment when we lived at at this apartment complex. The guy that lived there in that door hung himself on New Years Eve/Day. They didn't find his body until the the 7th. I know people keep asking us if we could smell anything and the answer is no. We had no idea he was up there that long dead. It was actually a shock to us because we talked to him on occasion. His name was Bud. He was a overly nice guy that lived there alone. Probably in his late 30's.
One night we went outside and decided to try and get some EVP's and photos. We didn't get any EVP's, but we did get this nice foggy/mist in front of his door and no it's not freaking smoke! No one was around us, it was 5 in the morning and my Husband left his smoke inside our apartment so I know it's not smoke. You can take this how you want to and believe what you will, but please don't accuse me of setting this up with smoke because we did not. Thank you
It's spooky and sad at the same time. It's awful that he felt he had no other choice. I would think something tramatic like that would definitely cause a spirit to stay around. The shape of the mist almost looks like a face. I've seen ghost and photographed them, but for some reason I'm still always suprised. I believe in them, I don't know why it suprises me. When I was a little girl, we lived in a haunted apartment in Kansas City and my mama watched a lady dressed in a black victorian dress float across her living room and disappear into the wall. They also had an incident there where her friend went to use their restroom and all of the sudden they heard him screaming from the bathroom. They tried to get in to get him but the door wouldn't budge. They heard a bunch of noise and then all of the sudden they could open the door. When they got into the room, this 35 year 6'3 man was cowering in the corner with his hands around his knees crying and all of the hardware on the bathroom cabinets was placed on the floor. He refused to ever set foot in the bathroom again. Apparently that building had had a lot of criminal activity and a couple of murders in it and it was very old. My older sister also said I used to sit in my crib and watch something on the ceiling. She was 13, I was 1 and 1/2. She said she always felt creepy and wondered what I was looking at. I can't remember it, because I was so little at the time, but it really makes me wonder!
No we didn't really speak to any of the other neighbors. We moved shortly after. But his bedroom would had been right above ours and almost every night we would hear this loud thump above us and my Husband and I would call it the bowling ball. It sounded like he was dropping a bowling ball in his bedroom.