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So I've obviously told family and friends about this, and to be honest it feels really weird sharing it but I guess it feels weird not sharing this, things feel really odd at the moment, I've had a lot of trauma throughout my life but this ones really messing with my head.
This Sunday night my girlfriend and I are just chilling, about to brush our teeth - We hear a massive bang, I laughed saying it sounded like someone smashed a draw shut downstairs, my girlfriend was sensible, calm and... shit herself begging for me to go check it out, so of course I do, go downstairs check the entire house. nothing. I then go ahead and look outside my window (I live in a flat complex sort of, it was originally built to be a hotel about 3 stories high, now it's residential - important for the story) It's dark, I see nothing.
We laugh it off and go to brush our teeth before bed, completely forgetting about the whole ordeal, until the morning. It's 7:30 AM, my girlfriend wakes up to make my lunch before I start work, she goes to the kitchen and the sink is just under that same window, she sees the police but she is quite blind without her glasses so her first thought is to laugh and send me a picture of the police, not really knowing what she is seeing. I open up the picture she sent me, I see the police and the top of a blue tent... I immediately know what is going on, throw the covers off, rush downstairs and grab her and pretty much threw her to the back of the kitchen.
The noise from last night now makes sense, I look outside the window and someone from the balcony above had jumped off and committed suicide, right outside my window. I wont go into too much but I saw everything, the sight of someone jumping to their death up close is something I don't think I will ever get out of my head, he had hit a car and bounced off onto the concrete and he wasn't in a good state, I knocked on the window and told the police that we heard it, they came round and asked some questions, I was the only person who knew when he did it. They were very confused at first because the height that he had jumped from could not of killed him instantly, and he was clearly there for a while and died in the night.
What is fucking with me so much is that he was there overnight, I was brushing my teeth on the otherside of the wall. I heard it happen, I literally looked at them but it was too dark. I don't think a sight like that will ever get out of my head, worst part was that after I had come home from work, he was gone, no one knew, it was like it never happened, however the police did not really "clean up" i went round the back and theres the pile of blood there still along with some contents from his head. I'm guessing they thought it would be easier for the rain to wash it away?
Anyway... Yeah this is fucking with me, I'm currently not able to sleep at night here and everything feels really eery. I'm not sure if anyone has had similar experiences like this before but how did you manage?
So I've obviously told family and friends about this, and to be honest it feels really weird sharing it but I guess it feels weird not sharing this, things feel really odd at the moment, I've had a lot of trauma throughout my life but this ones really messing with my head.
This Sunday night my girlfriend and I are just chilling, about to brush our teeth - We hear a massive bang, I laughed saying it sounded like someone smashed a draw shut downstairs, my girlfriend was sensible, calm and... shit herself begging for me to go check it out, so of course I do, go downstairs check the entire house. nothing. I then go ahead and look outside my window (I live in a flat complex sort of, it was originally built to be a hotel about 3 stories high, now it's residential - important for the story) It's dark, I see nothing.
We laugh it off and go to brush our teeth before bed, completely forgetting about the whole ordeal, until the morning. It's 7:30 AM, my girlfriend wakes up to make my lunch before I start work, she goes to the kitchen and the sink is just under that same window, she sees the police but she is quite blind without her glasses so her first thought is to laugh and send me a picture of the police, not really knowing what she is seeing. I open up the picture she sent me, I see the police and the top of a blue tent... I immediately know what is going on, throw the covers off, rush downstairs and grab her and pretty much threw her to the back of the kitchen.
The noise from last night now makes sense, I look outside the window and someone from the balcony above had jumped off and committed suicide, right outside my window. I wont go into too much but I saw everything, the sight of someone jumping to their death up close is something I don't think I will ever get out of my head, he had hit a car and bounced off onto the concrete and he wasn't in a good state, I knocked on the window and told the police that we heard it, they came round and asked some questions, I was the only person who knew when he did it. They were very confused at first because the height that he had jumped from could not of killed him instantly, and he was clearly there for a while and died in the night.
What is fucking with me so much is that he was there overnight, I was brushing my teeth on the otherside of the wall. I heard it happen, I literally looked at them but it was too dark. I don't think a sight like that will ever get out of my head, worst part was that after I had come home from work, he was gone, no one knew, it was like it never happened, however the police did not really "clean up" i went round the back and theres the pile of blood there still along with some contents from his head. I'm guessing they thought it would be easier for the rain to wash it away?
Anyway... Yeah this is fucking with me, I'm currently not able to sleep at night here and everything feels really eery. I'm not sure if anyone has had similar experiences like this before but how did you manage?
