My best friend drowned in 2001, and the other day I realized what REALLY happened.

So back in 2001 I was 6 and me and my friend J would spend the nights at each other's houses. He lived across the street from me, and this particular night we decided to sleep over at my house. <br><br>So we go to bed and fall asleep, but I wake up around 3 am and he isn't in bed. At the time I figured he was in the living room playing the PlayStation or something, so I got up and checked. He wasn't there. I freaked out for a second, looked outside, and saw him standing by the pool. <br><br>We had an in ground pool in the back yard and he was standing by the diving board, looking in the water. I don't remember this, but my parents say they heard the back door open/opening the screen door because we had it locked. I remember waking up to my dad screaming, so I assume I was in shock or something. <br><br>My dad jumped in the pool, and he saved J. My parents told me he was dead in the water for around 5 minutes, but they were able to bring him back. He stayed in the hospital for around 5 days, but he survived. I don't know what happened that night, but it always stuck with me, and we grew apart after that. <br><br>We went to different high schools, and the only time I really remember seeing him after that was at our graduation. <br><br>I never forgot that night, I never forgot what happened. But for some reason I never thought about who could have done this to him, or how he even got in the pool. <br><br>Yesterday I was looking through old photos and a picture of him came up. I remember telling one of my friends the story of what happened and he asked me "Do you think someone was there that night?" And I realized, yes. There was someone there. <br><br>So to whoever it was that almost drowned my friend that night in 2001, let's not meet again.