My wife stated she heard unusual sounds coming from our old well. I took a flashlight and went to look, and I saw something scary inside the well.
We had just acquired a tiny cottage in the country for the summer to get away from the noise and stress of the city. It looked like the perfect place: peaceful, with a big yard and lots of fresh air.
The former owner of the house told us that there is an ancient well in the yard that hasn’t worked in a long time. He said, “You can fill it with dirt and take off the top if you want.” But I didn’t really think about it. What could be scary about an old, empty well?
For a few days, everything was well, but then something horrible happened.
I was in the room reading a book. My wife was next to me, and our son was playing by himself. We stayed indoors because it was so hot outside. All of a sudden, my wife burst into the room, her eyes full of fear:
She gasped and grabbed my hand. “From the well…” — The well is making noise!
I was confused when I looked up from my book:
— What are you saying? You must have thought it up. Maybe the breeze or some birds.
She shook her head strongly and held my hand closer.
— No. I heard it loud and clear. Let’s hurry; I’m really terrified.
I got out of bed, even though I wasn’t sure. The well is closed and aged. What could be inside?
We went outside into the yard. I looked at the well and didn’t hear anything.
— Look, I replied, trying to calm her down. – It’s all quiet. Nothing.
My wife shook her head and put her hands on her chest.
— You don’t get it… I heard someone speak. There’s something in there!
I walked a little bit toward the well. The boards on the cover were broken, grass grew along the edges, and the chain dropped down. I bent over, but all I could see was black. There was no sound.
“See?” I said, even though I was nervous. — There is nothing in it. The sound might have come from the field or the road.
— No, her voice shook. — It wasn’t the wind. Please let me get the torch. The thought of something within makes me feel terrible…
I took a big breath and nodded.
— All right. Let’s check so you can relax.
She instantly raced inside the house to get my flashlight. I saw that her hands were shaking when she gave it to me. I took the flashlight, leaned over the side, and pointed the light into the dark…And that’s when I noticed something scary in the well 
I froze when it shone into the depths. My heart fell. Our son was on the wet stones.
While I was reading and my wife was engaged with her own things, he had discreetly gone outside to the yard. He had gone up to the well to look inside, but he didn’t know how he got there.
He had been begging for aid for about an hour, but we couldn’t hear him since it was so deep. We were sure he was playing in his room. It’s a real miracle that our son lived.
I contacted 911 right away. They came to save him and dragged him out. He is now in the hospital and getting better.
We sold our home. And now I want to say one thing: please always keep an eye on your kids. At first glance, even the most regular thing might lead to a terrible tragedy.
