You're not going to be. When I was 21 years old, I would be home alone at my parents house a lot.

We lived on a little pond which was directly in our backyard.

On the other side of the pond was a little town backyard.

park.

Our neighbors were a bit spaced out.

It was a pretty upscale expensive block

compared to the rest of the town,

so the properties were big.

I'm fully moved out now, but this was back when I was in college.

My parents make a lot of money, and we have multiple homes, so often I was home alone. It was a random night in the summertime. I was off from

school, so I can't remember if it was the weekend or weekday. But odds are since I was home,

it was a random weekday.

I was in the back sunroom watching a show.

That was my favorite room in the house in the summer because it was the most cozy and

had the best breeze with all the windows open. I was right on the corner of the couch closest to the

corner window when I heard splashing from outside, like in the pond. It could have been

a goose or duck. Sometimes they'd fight in the water and make a bunch of splashing sounds.

So at first I ignored it.

But as it persisted, I decided to lower the volume on the TV and listen.

I put my ear up to the window even and I heard consistent

splashing sounds way too heavy to be from a duck or goose. It sounded like

they were splashes from a person. I opened the door in the sunroom and stepped outside to the deck. I looked out to the pitch darkness of the backyard. I now heard a man's humming along with the splashes.

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