Scuba Diving

Scuba Diving is a sad ghost story about a girl who sees a mysterious young couple when she is walking on a beach at night.

This is a ghost story that my sister experienced. It’s a sad story rather than a scary story. My sister and her friend went on a trip to the seaside. One night, they were strolling along the beach when my sister noticed a young couple walking ahead of them. The couple seemed to be deep in conversation. My sister was trying hard to listen and eventually, she heard what they were saying to each other.

Girl: “I’m sorry…”
Boy: “It’s OK. I don’t mind.”
Girl: “But… It’s all my fault.”
Boy: “Don’t say that. It’s not your fault…”

It was a strange conversation. It seemed like the type of conversation a boyfriend and girlfriend would have after a fight. Because the conversation wasn’t particularly interesting, my sister stopped listening after a while. She was gazing out to sea, watching the sun setting, and when she looked back, she noticed that the young couple had vanished. The beach was long and flat and there were no rocks or sand dunes. There was no place for them to hide. It was as if the boyfriend and girlfriend had disappeared into thin air.

My sister asked her friend, “Where did they go?”

“Huh? Who?” her friend asked.

“The couple that were walking in front of us,” my sister said.

“There wasn’t anyone in front of us,” her friend replied. “We’ve been alone on the beach the whole time.”

My sister got frightened and tried to tell herself that it was just her imagination playing tricks on her. However, she couldn’t get the mysterious couple out of her mind.

Later, when they returned to the hotel, they decided to have dinner in the restaurant. The owner was there, chatting and drinking wine with the other guests. My sister overheard him　talking about two ghosts who were said to appear on the beach. As soon as she heard that, my sister rushed over and asked him to tell her the story.

The owner said that, years ago, there had been a young couple who were staying in the hotel. One bright, sunny day, they decided to go scuba diving near the rocks. At first, they were having fun, but towards the end of the dive, the girl ran into trouble. The oxygen tank she was wearing on her back got caught in the rocks and she couldn’t free herself. She began to panic.

Her boyfriend noticed that she was in distress and immediately swam over to help her. However, the tank was jammed tightly between two rocks and it was impossible to pry it loose. He desperately tried to undo the straps on the oxygen tank, so he could free the girl, but those were tangled as well. It was impossible to free her.
The oxygen was running out and there was no time to go for help. The girl waited for death with the few minutes of remaining oxygen. The boyfriend couldn’t bear to leave her. He stayed with her until his oxygen ran out as well and they died in each others arms.

My sister cried so much when she heard that story.