Post by briyamineko on Nov 18, 2005 3:45:26 GMT -5
I've got one. lol.
When my family moved into our house, it had an above ground swimming pool that was about five feet deep and came complete with a water slide. The water slide was basically a regular plastic side with special tubing attached to it that allowed water to flow down the slide part.
I was nine at the time, and my brother and sister were seven and three respectively, so we, of course, completely loved the water slide. One night while we were out swimming with my mom watching through the kitchen window, though, the water slide started acting funny. The water kept getting backed up, as if someone was sitting at the top where the water came out. Then, after a minute, the water would flow normally again as if whoever was sitting up there had slid down.
We all thought the tubing was just backed up or something and kept swimming. But I was getting this really weird feeling like someone was swimming next to me. The water kept swooshing next to me, but everytime I'd look there wouldn't be anyone there. My brother and sister didn't feel anything, but I was really freaked out so we got out of the pool.
A few weeks later I was having a sleep over. We were all in the living room with our sleeping bags. The living room had two huge sliding glass doors out to the backyard. My dog started getting really nervous and avoiding the doors, so I went to go see if someone was outside. There was a pool of water on the ground outside the doors, and more water was dripping into it from what looked like nothing. We were all freaked out and got my parents, but by the time they came out, nothing was there.
This happened so repeatedly that I just got used to it. I didn't get a bad feeling from whatever this was, so I didn't think it was that big of a deal. When I was twelve, the people who used to live in our house came to visit. I learned from their daughter that her brother had gone headfirst down the water slide and hit the bottom of the pool, breaking his neck and dying. So I figured that our ghost was her brother and told her about it, but her family left before she got a chance to see any of the ghosty stuff.
When my family moved into our house, it had an above ground swimming pool that was about five feet deep and came complete with a water slide. The water slide was basically a regular plastic side with special tubing attached to it that allowed water to flow down the slide part.
I was nine at the time, and my brother and sister were seven and three respectively, so we, of course, completely loved the water slide. One night while we were out swimming with my mom watching through the kitchen window, though, the water slide started acting funny. The water kept getting backed up, as if someone was sitting at the top where the water came out. Then, after a minute, the water would flow normally again as if whoever was sitting up there had slid down.
We all thought the tubing was just backed up or something and kept swimming. But I was getting this really weird feeling like someone was swimming next to me. The water kept swooshing next to me, but everytime I'd look there wouldn't be anyone there. My brother and sister didn't feel anything, but I was really freaked out so we got out of the pool.
A few weeks later I was having a sleep over. We were all in the living room with our sleeping bags. The living room had two huge sliding glass doors out to the backyard. My dog started getting really nervous and avoiding the doors, so I went to go see if someone was outside. There was a pool of water on the ground outside the doors, and more water was dripping into it from what looked like nothing. We were all freaked out and got my parents, but by the time they came out, nothing was there.
This happened so repeatedly that I just got used to it. I didn't get a bad feeling from whatever this was, so I didn't think it was that big of a deal. When I was twelve, the people who used to live in our house came to visit. I learned from their daughter that her brother had gone headfirst down the water slide and hit the bottom of the pool, breaking his neck and dying. So I figured that our ghost was her brother and told her about it, but her family left before she got a chance to see any of the ghosty stuff.
