a story similar to jdm3gste's story. It's the opposite. The husband was the one who died. This happen 15 or more years ago. I came to school and that day, all my elementary friends were talking about one of my friend's cousins(she went to same school as my friends and I did), her father had shot himself that early morning. They were saying the reason why he shot himself because he went to thailand and had an affair. He came back home and later found out he had aids. He was too stress out so around 5 a.m., he shot himself in the head.
Around 1 or 2 months later, my elementary friend's started talking about how the father came back every night to come sleep next to the wife. The dead husband came as a black figure and sometimes as a cat. One night, the daughter's window was open. But no wind outside. Suddenly, wind blew really hard. They were so scared. Soon, after all that happen, they finally moved out of the house and away from the city. I don't know what happen after that. I never did ask.