Here's my story! My family and I dirt bike, and the road leads to a telephone pole. I crashed into the telephone pole which might have resulted in me falling into the ditch or road.
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i was hanging around in the backroom of my dads shop trying to find a tool he asked me to find while he and his partner fixed a car. i find the tool and bend down to pick it up and next thing i hear a loud bang and i look up to find a hole the size of a golf ball where my head would have been if i hadn't bent down to pick up the tool. whatever was stuck in that car almost killed me and ive been more careful around cars ever since that day
Inhaled a potato chip while I was alone. Cut off my air supply and it only came out as I was starting to get woozy. Scariest two minutes of my life,
Well..... I was at a summer camp at a military base and my friends and I were hanging around in our dorm rooms we decided to sit on the top bunks (they were about 6-7 ft off the ground) so I sat up there and one girl pulled on my leg to see if I would fall...and you guessed it I fell but a girl caught me before I hit the ground. in reality, it was pretty funny.
My mom, dog, and I were in the process of driving to our new home several states away. It was early in the morning and, unfortunately, very foggy. We were on the interstate, following the lights of a car in front of us. I had my headphones in, so I wasn’t paying too much attention, when all of a sudden I see a giant 18 wheeler outside my window. It took off the passenger side mirror in an instant and we barely avoided crashing into the wall or the truck before we could all pull over.
We were all ok, the truck driver even wanted to personally check on me and our dog. Turns out, there’s no "lane ending" signs, and my mom had missed when the car in front of us got over. I know people have been through worse, but that’s honestly the first car accident I’ve ever been in (I was 22 at the time btw) so I was pretty shaken up afterwards. Didn’t help that it happened on my side of the car, and we still had 2 more days of driving to go without a mirror or blind spot detectors.
I was walking along a road near my neighborhood (we live on a dirt road in the country) with my grandma and aunt and then we heard barking and lo and behold a Doberman pinscher running at us.
It was terrifying, I died!
I meant to say I almost died, I am still alive and 'well'.
Not super scary, but my mom has the habit of leaving the stove on Low, and the flame eventually goes out, which means it's just emitting gas into the air (I'm usually the one who catches it) This happened one time during advent, which basically means that my dad would have lit a candle that night and if all that gas was still in the air... yeah, that would've been bad.
When I was ten I was throwing rocks off a 100 foot tall granite cliff that was overlooking some rapids. Not a smart 10-year-old, clearly. I picked up one rock, and a tiny rattlesnake was hibernating under it. Startled, I jumped back and came very, very close to the edge. There’s a lesson here somewhere…
I tried to kill myself numerous times
