I think my first apartment had a poltergeist. Never saw anything, or felt anything strange, but things would get moved, and every so often a random kitchen cabinet door would be open.
Two events that stick in my mind:
I got home from work, came inside, closed and locked the door, then went into my room and changed out of my uniform (Navy), then walked back into the living room to find the front door (that I had closed and locked 2 minutes prior) wide open.
My roommate and I got home from work at about the same time, and started dinner (the staple of bachelors everywhere, Kraft mac & cheese). He filled a pot with water, and put it on the stove on "high" to boil the water. I saw him do this, I saw the electric stove element getting red. We both grabbed a beer and went to watch TV and wait for the water to boil. Five minutes later, my roommate got up to check the water, and then called me in to the kitchen. The stove had been turned off. We were the only people there, and we both saw the stove on.
Quote:
Originally posted by William Shakespeare
There are more things in heaven and earth... than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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Tom