After my friend Kristen's Graduation party in fifth grade, my friends, Brooke, Jackie, Jordan, Liz, and I were sleeping over. We were inside sitting on the floor in the living room, talking about all that girl stuff, and gossip.
Well, behind us was a window and we heard a loud sound, so we turned our heads in that direction to see what it was. Kristen's parents weren't home except us and all of us were sitting together. Anyway, we thought something fell, so we ignored it, but then the blinds on the window started to open by themselves and close really fast. It kept on doing that until we ran outside into the backyard next to Kristen's pool.
While we were freaking out, I felt cold and a sense of something wrong, and felt like there was presence with us, like we weren't alone. Jackie and me just kept staring at each other not knowing what to do, when suddenly I was pushed into the pool, but no one was around me to do that, all I remember is feeling something cold, yet hot, push me into the pool.
As I tried to swim back up, something had my leg. Finally, one of my friends hopped into the pool to pull me back up before I drowned, when she pulled me to the steps I was to shocked to say anything. I looked back into the water and I though I saw a black shadow when nothing was there to make the shadow... in the water, but next to it was the pool cleaner, so I didn't know whether my leg was caught in that or something pure evil had a grip on me.
We got out of the water quickly and went to the brick fence, we sure didn't wanna go inside or stay in the same spot. So, we grabbed a chair to hop over it. My friend Kristen was going first, when she got over, my friend Jordan went next, then I did, but as soon as I got up there, I felt a worse feeling and decided to go last, so when it was just Jackie and me left, we heard a car honk and someone yell, "I'm calling the cops you stupid f****** kids!"
In seconds, everyone hopped back over and looked amazed and horrified. "Something, hit that man's window and it broke, it wasn't us." My friend Brooke said with everyone else nodding.
The guy in the car drove around the house a couple times and finally left. Everyone was crying until Kristen's mom came home, so we felt a bit better. Everyone went to Jordan's house later on that night.
No one knows what happened that day, but it still frightens me thinking about it, I haven't gone back to Kristen's house ever since.
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