Bizarre Memories That Just Had To Be Shared

Fountain of Blood

I remember when I was a child there was this fountain in my city that had some kind of spikes at the bottom (some elements of a construction).

And I vaguely remember that once my mom and I were passing by the fountain and there was no water in it, but there was a man lying there in a puddle of blood, pierced by the spikes as if he had fallen on them accidentally. And my mom was like “Oh, let’s go, let’s go”.

Now, I asked her about it when I got older and she said “What? This never happened!” I guess, she wouldn’t lie about it and it’s not something she’d just forget, so maybe it never happened, indeed. Not sure why I remember this though.

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