quick google search + skim of fast threads showed no similar threads so
have you ever been in a situation where you've been extremely fucked or very nearly so
or even post any kinda cool, maybe sorta unharmless situations if you want
for me, i almost got hit by a car while i was on my bicycle waving at a friend. my bike swerved into traffic and a car missed me by inches. (going around 30 mph). not sure what would've happened had i actually been hit.
another time, i was held up by these two gangsters outside my school on a weekend. i was on-campus for a band event and wandered off and got the crap beat out of me, but i've heard that both guys are in jail now.
so yea let's hear em
As a kid, I remember when I was going to drown in a lake, because I slipped down on an edge. My brother saved me
As a kid I was floating down Truckee on a inner tube and went over a ledge, causing the tube to flip over and fapsize with me in it. It all got a little fuzzy but I remember floating to a rock before I drowned.
Another time I was being dropped off for school in the 3rd grade, I left the car and was about to cross the street before my dad managed to open the door to yell my name. This somehow caused me to react in a way I have never remembered ever doing. I froze in place as a speeding driver in a van passed just inches in front of me.
Well there was the time my sister almost drowned me in our bathtub. This was back in the day where we were both so young and short that we could fit in together. She suddenly thought it'd be funny to force my head under the water.
[QUOTE=Spetsnaz95;44418344]Well there was the time my sister almost drowned me in our bathtub. This was back in the day where we were both so young and short that we could fit in together. She suddenly thought it'd be funny to force my head under the water.[/QUOTE]
My cousin did that to me once in a swimming pool. Nearly drowning is terrifying, but probably nothing compared to what other people have gone through.
Also my dad accidentally hit me with one of those power-kites. I was K.O'd for a few seconds, very dazed and in a moderate amount of pain. Apparently it could have gone a lot worse.
Went down a hill in full speed on my bike, found out midway that my brakes had went havoc. Further down the hill I could see people walking, with their backs facing me. I shouted out while going at full speed "Go right, go right!" because I could see a small path I could take at the left end of the road.
Unfortunately one of them messed it up and went left instead, resulting in me crashing straight into a girls back. (I later found out she was pretty much okay, phew) This resulted in me doing a full frontflip over the handle and landing with my head about an inch from a huge rock with borderline sharpened edges besides the road. I felt really stupid afterwards because I didnt have a helmet. That could've ended really bad... I look at it as a life-lesson now. Wear a helmet and check your brakes, kids.
While helping my uncle chop down a tree, I was close to being horribly maimed by the same tree.
Almost drove my bike under a truck.
Did a U-turn right before the point of no return.
And a while ago I almost got caught under the trailer of a truck that missed me by like 1 ft.
Let's see:
I've been almost run over twice by cars.
I had to take a header out of a glass window to escape a fire in the school chemistry lab.
And then there was the time somebody tried to kidnap me in a train station, but I got away from them.
I jumped into a lake when I was four years old and my dad tore his rotor-cuff when pulling me out.
I was trying to get onto an old railway bridge, I climbed onto a ledge, then crawled around to the outside part to avoid the barbed wire. It was wet, I slipped off the side, and only just managed to grab it and pull myself up. The drop was about 24ft, so it would have been pretty fatal.
Another time I was trying to take a shortcut through the church that I usually do, but for some reason the gates were locked, I tried to climb over and slipped. I went to the right, and just smacked my ribs on either side of the curved bits, if I'd slipped left, I would have impaled myself, and probably bled out within a couple of minutes.
a few years, ago, when i was around 12 my my sister about 5
she was playing in the middle of the road and a car showed up, i jumped in front of the car waving frantically for the driver to stop.
Now that I think about it, it would have been smarter to have just yank my sister off the road instead of hoping the driver would notice
My brake handle on my bike decided to pop out of place on a patch of ice before a 45MPH intersection. I was freaking out trying to put my feet out to slow down but it didn't work. I ended up kareeming into a thawed patch of grass a foot before the intersection.
I was almost crushed by my mother's truck when I was a toddler, and I almost fell off a bridge over one of the waterfalls on Mt. Rainier.
That's about it though.
I was like five. Fell down a deep swimming pool, it was movie like. Was looking straight up into some light when I saw hands entering the water, quickly grabbing me. And thats how I learnt not to run near pools.
i drank bleach when i was 4 years old, must have tasted good.
Two or three years ago, I was riding my bicycle down a really steep hill where at the bottom waited a sewage pipe causing the water it sat in to look absolutely HIV positive, disgusting, and the spawn of a mutated fiddle faddle. I managed to break just at the bottom though.
dirty water scares me
[I]it scares me[/I]
*Put corn in a pot of water to boil.
*Went away, watched and episode of The Office.
*Come back to check corn.
*Smells funny up here.
*It's not boiling yet.
*Water is ice cold.
*Notice that there is no flame.
*Thinking I forgot to set it like a retard.
*Attempt to light it several times, the spark yielding no results.
[B]*Sudden clarity moment:[/B]
*The strange smell.
*No flame.
*Hissing noise.
*FUCK
*Immediately stop trying to light everything on fire.
*Open all windows to air the house out, the entire floor was full of gas.
When I was 5 and at the hospital because my dad had broken his thumb, I had the bright idea to stick my hand in a sharps disposal box. (The container where they put used syringes)
Somehow I didn't get a single puncture among the dozens of used needles in the box. Nearly gave my mom a heart attack.
[QUOTE=koeniginator;44426120]When I was 5 and at the hospital because my dad had broken his thumb, I had the bright idea to stick my hand in a sharps disposal box. (The container where they put used syringes)
Somehow I didn't get a single puncture among the dozens of used needles in the box. Nearly gave my mom a heart attack.[/QUOTE]
How the hell did you manage to not get totally sick
[QUOTE=Crossu88;44418313]Another time I was being dropped off for school in the 3rd grade, I left the car and was about to cross the street before my dad managed to open the door to yell my name. This somehow caused me to react in a way I have never remembered ever doing. I froze in place as a speeding driver in a van passed just inches in front of me.[/QUOTE]
I remember a similar experience when I was in middle school. I was following my dad super-sullenly because I was being moody over something petty. Anyways, I was staring at the ground and was walking a good 7-8 feet behind him, and right when I was in the middle of crossing the road he shouted my name in such a panicked voice I didn't even look, I just sprinted the rest of the way across the street. Car slid past on the snow a few feet behind me. Not super near-death, but I'm honestly astounded to this day that I reacted perfectly on pure instinct.
Also now i'm super attentive at crosswalks, even when I have the right of way.
The other nearest death experience was that I almost drowned in a wave pool at an amusement park. Got out of sync with the waves and took one to the face - lungful of water and all. Fortunately instead of coughing and convulsing, my lungs just totally closed up and blocked everything out, which allowed her to come help me get back into sync and onto shore. At the time I was panicking like no tomorrow, though, because it wasn't until I started getting tunnel vision and lightheaded that my lungs opened up again and let me breath air - even though I'd kept my head above water for a good 15-20 seconds at that point.
My aunt threw me into a pool knowing full well I couldn't swim, And another time I almost drowned in a public pool.
Noticing a real obvious pattern with my near death experiences.
When I was eight I was playing tag I think and I manged to trip and skin my head on this
[IMG]http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110327075557/fallout/images/thumb/4/43/Metal_bench.png/596px-Metal_bench.png[/IMG]
If I fell half a centimeter up I would have smashed my skull open.
Edit:
I also remeber getting medical staples in my head to help it heal, went around the next two weeks showing everyone staples in my head in elementary school.
[QUOTE=DarkOps;44427568]How the hell did you manage to not get totally sick[/QUOTE]
'Somehow I didn't get a single puncture among the dozens of used needles'
I was taking a trip to the USA and in a canyon.
I decided to take a photo while close to the edge.
I ALMOST fell to my death, luckily my survival instincts kicked in before i could.
Ski holiday in France with my dad, when I was about 8. Fell off a 14ft drop going around 20mph on a pair of skis. Had I been going any slower, I'd have hit the piste that ran perpendicular to the drop underneath and broken both my legs horribly, fortunately I overshot it and wiped out on the slope on the far side. Didn't break anything, but I was screaming so loud that a load of concerned frenchmen came to see if I was ok :v:
My dad bought me a cool jacket to commemorate my survival, so it was worth it.
When I was young, like [i]really[/I] young (was still an infant) apparently I had come down with a very severe fever. My mom had been out of town on business or something, and my dad did little to nothing because he was still new to parenting and panicked and didn't know what to do. Apparently I was close to death a few times, but luckily mom got home in time and went into nurse mode.
A huge sharp icicle smashed right next to me, snapped off from the roof of a 5-story building, back when I was a little kid playing hide and seek. The dumpster I was hiding behind happened to be next to the building (school) at winter. Would have skewered me had I been hiding 1 metre to the right.
Once, for some reason, I lighted a piece of paper on fire. I then put it out and threw it away into my metal thrash can. At least, I thought it was out, because moments later, the contents of my thrash were on fire.
My room was on the third floor, I ran down into the garden, grabbed a huge brick, ran back upstairs, and blocked the fire with the brick by putting it on the thrash can.
The brick was large enough, luckily, otherwise my room would have been on fire!
One time I almost fell down the stairs headfirst. Somehow my sports bag got caught up in the hand rail so I was hanging there instead of falling further. The stairs were tiled, so I'm sure the fall would have been fatal for me. So lucky I had my sports bag on my right shoulder...
Then one time when I was driving back home from a friend: Was riding my bycicle and the road was kind of muddy after it has been raining. I didn't notice how soft the ground was, so I just tried to drive through the mud. There was this big ass rock lying on the right side and I fell because my bike slid away. Landed on the rock with my shoulder. If I would've been driving a few more centimeters to the left I would have landed with my head first...
I was like 10 years old or so when that happened.
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