Happened a couple of years ago when I was still in my previous relationship...

My ex and I decided to go for a jog at around 8pm one night and I chose a track behind a school nearby my house. She wasn't familiar with the city so she didn't know the story behind that area but I did and I just thought I'd keep it to myself so she wouldn't be creeped out during our jog.

In 2009 a 14 year old girl was involved in a freak accident in a public washroom near the track. The bathroom walls just fell apart and crushed her.

When we got to the track we both started jogging at the same pace and we were listening to our iPods. We couldn't really see too much of the area around us as everything was pretty dark and the track wasn't lit too well either, the only buildings I could see were the school, a distant factory, and of course... the washroom where the accident occurred.

I started picking up my pace because I wanted to work up a sweat, we just came back from a trip to the east coast of Canada and we didn't get to fit much exercise in so I wanted to make up for the days that I wasn't too active. I told my ex that I would just go ahead and she gave me a nod.

We were able to jog a few laps until I heard it... this blood curdling scream that sounded like it was from a movie. A chill ran right through me and I just froze... My first instinct was to look around the track for my ex to see if she was ok. I couldn't see her at first because I was trying to look for someone that's in motion but there she was, just standing still... She wasn't moving at all. It took me a while to notice that she was just fooling around with her iPod. I really thought the scream came from her but she seemed fine as she quickly continued jogging towards me.

I stayed still to allow her to catch up and I remember fooling around with my iPod and replaying the song I was listening to when the scream occurred. I just wanted to check if the scream came from the song I was listening to but after replaying it I didn't hear anything that could even resemble one.

My ex finally caught up and I didn't want to show her how worried I looked, but I still had to mention it to her.

Me: "I was worried. For a second I swear I heard a scream and I thought it came from you."

Ex: "I heard it too..."

I didn't even hesitate, I just grabbed her hand and she already knew something creeped me out. We both bolted towards my car and just drove back home.

I told her about the story of the girl as I was driving back home and boy was she pissed that I didn't tell her before hand. Didn't get any sex that night.