Ablutophoia
My father had went to visit his girlfriend, leaving me alone for the night. I had the house to myself tonight. Which I don't get often, so I decided to shower.
I turned on the shower and started with the usual. I was rinsing my hair, something had pulled my attention. I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched.
Out of nowhere, I looked into the corner of the tub, but nothing was there. The bathroom was empty, despite the bathroom things. And clouds from the steaming hot water.
I shook the feeling off. As I finished my hair, the feeling came back. This time, I knew I saw something. I looked directly at the corner of the shower curtain. I could have sworn I saw a black figure.
I stared long enough that the water had turned cold. Almost freezing. I went to grab the handle, when my hand slipped and slammed on the glass wall.
I felt a strong vibration, and instead of draining, the water began to rise. It started to fill up past the tub.
I tried to feel around at the bottom for a plug, but there wasn't one anywhere. I tried to open the door, but as I looked up, every single crease has been filled with a thick black foam.
"What is this stuff?"
I felt the water fill up to my wrist. I tried to pull on the shower curtain. It felt sturdy enough to hold me. I pulled myself up, but my grip slipped and I dropped back into the soapy water. Along with the now ripped shower curtain.
The water was up to my chin. I was swimming. I tried to call for help, but it was useless. This predicament, and my mind was still pondering over what the figure was.
My attention was snatched when I heard the bathroom door rattle and slam.
"Hello?" I called. Beating on the glass as the water filled my lungs.
I could make out a dark figure, too tall to be human.
"Silly girl."
"Please help me!" I begged.
"I can't." It responded.
"How come?" I asked.
Everything blurred after that.
