My cousin was murdered March 23, 2008. He and I were very close growing up. We even lived together at a time. I was very saddened by his unexpected death.
Around the time he died strange things have been happening. The day of his funeral the front door at our grandmother's home flew open and closed by it self. No one was home but my grand ma and my handicapped cousin. They were in the kitchen. The door stayed open for about 2 minutes then it closed.
That morning at my home, my radio station had been changed. I listen to a certain station every night and I have never turned it. But I woke up the day of his funeral and it was in a different station.
A few weeks after my cousin passed I had to get up around 6:00 am to get ready for school. I heard someone coming from the third floor. I heard heavy foot steps as if someone were running. My room is on the second. But then I had to stop and think. No one ever gets up this early but me. I thought one of my brothers were up. So as I'm walking into my room I look up and I see my cousin staring me dead in my face. He had on all black. He didn't speak. He just disappeared.
I think he came back one last time because he lived with my family and me. I got scared and ran to my room.