When my
father and brother built the second floor on our home they put a small bathroom
off the Master Bedroom. This small bathroom only had a sink and a toilet and it
was located above the stairway you used to walk to the 2nd floor of
the house.
I would often
play upstairs as my bed was located in the hallway upstairs behind a curtain.
This day I had to pee so I went into the bedroom in my parent’s master bedroom
rather than run all the way downstairs to the main bathroom.
As I finished
I hit the lever on the toilet to flush the toilet. The instant I pressed the
flush level the lights in the bathroom went out. Since that bathroom had no
window it was so dark in there I couldn’t see anything. It took me a long time
to find the latch to open the door of the bathroom to get out.
I was so frightened
that I ran downstairs and outside where the light was.
When my
father got home I told him that flushing the toilet caused the lights to short
out and go dark. He laughed and I told him I didn’t think it was something to
joke about. He took me outside and showed me that there was a construction crew
working on the street. He said they told him that they accidentally broke the
electrical cable that provides electricity to our home.
So my father
told me that it was an extreme coincidence that they broke the electrical cable
and the exact same time I flushed the toilet in that bathroom.
Well I will tell
you this. From that day until we move to Saint Andrews Road every time I used
that bathroom in the master bedroom I would leave the door open. Also I would
have one food outside of the bathroom door and then reach over and flush the
toilet. The instant the toilet started to flush I would run as fast as I could
out of there, down the stairs, and outside to the backyard.
The initial
experience was so traumatizing that I was never able to flush that toilet with
the door closed again.
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