Boomer and Me

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I named it Boomer.

The first time I moved in here I felt more or less nothing. It was just your standard apartment. At least the first few weeks.

Then things just kinda started happening.

Just harmless things at first. It's usually the same kinds of things. Boomer's signature (Which led to its namesake) is to make a crashing sound come from the kitchen. Sounds like a bunch of pots and pans hitting the tile floor. Usually these 'shows' are performed at around 4:00 to 4:30 am.

I was amused at first but now the novelty is wearing off in a hurry. Boomer is starting to get aggressive after laying dormant for months. I actually feel... Threatened now. I have had to run out into the kitchen at least twice to shut off the dishwasher which had decided to enter it's cycle with nothing in it. And more importantly without my presence. There will be no Maosakis moments in THAT kitchen I tell you. When the range top is finished being used all pots and pans are taken off of the unit and God forbid anything potentially flammable rest on the burners. For obvious reasons.

I guess what I dread most is the off chance of some kind of manifestation. I know with poltergeist-type events that kind of thing is rare if not completely unheard of. But I do NOT want to have to look at this 'thing' if it decided to troll me further by revealing itself.

Anybody else dealt with anything like this? I'll toss in a creepy picture later. Unrelated. (At least I HOPE not.)