Real-life can often be far more gruesome and terrifying than the horror and crime movies we’ve seen and the books we’ve read. And in the real world, the good guys don’t always win, miracles don’t always happen.
Redditor u/relaxito27 asked people to share the scariest things that they’ve witnessed personally, and the stories these internet users shared are not for the faint of heart. They’re raw. They’re real. They’ll take you out of your comfort zone—and not gently.
A small note of warning, dear Pandas: this article isn’t for everyone because the stories here are, frankly, truly terrifying. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, we suggest that you read this Bored Panda article about heartwarming stories instead. For those of you brave enough to scroll down, we’ve got your backs.
Bored Panda wanted to learn about how to come to terms with the fact that life can, at times, be unpredictable and that accidents can happen. So we reached out to Lee Chambers, a Psychologist and Wellbeing Consultant, who was kind enough to answer our questions about traumatic experiences and resilience.
"As human beings, we have a desire for certainty and routine that keeps us feeling safe and able to plan what lies ahead in an organized manner. When unpredictable situations or accidents impact us, it can be traumatic, and we will likely feel a sense of disappointment, frustration, and loss," he explained.
"It is important however that we embrace the fact that the world can be unpredictable and uncertain, and become more tolerant of this being a reality. Understanding that things are sometimes out of our control helps us to accept that not everything goes to plan, and accept when things happen to us that are negative. This acceptance allows us to embrace the change and difference, and manage our expectations so we can become more resilient to the ups and downs that all our lives lead."
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I saw A head on collision between two SUV’s on a remote section of road near Jasper. Approximately 100km from the closet hospital. I was first on the scene, pulled bodies from burning vehicles after breaking windows, my shirt caught on fire pulling people out. I attempted CPR with two other people on 4 of the six people, until they past away in our arms. Their bodies were broken, or CPR was not possible due to severe facial injuries and pneumothorax. One man kept reaching up to me asking me if he was going to die, and telling me he couldn’t breath, but his lungs were obviously perforated, I breathed for him until he passed away. I told him he was loved and was with people who cared for him. The vehicles caught on fire, causing a forest all around us and had to be put out with a helicopter hours later. During the hour that it took for EMS to get to the scene a bear walked through the scene, and we had to constantly scare it away, probably due to the smell of blood. I watched 2 people burn to death because I could not reach them through the fire, I promise I tried to save them. I was covered in blood, body fluids, bone chips, and a tooth stuck in my knee. There was a baby laying face down on the road and it was placed on what I thought was the mom while doing CPR. In the end, the baby and mother were the only ones of all 8 who lived. So many peoples lives were destroyed that day. I still have ptsd from the experience. I often feel like I failed at saving people, but their bodies were so severely damaged. Smells, sounds, textures, were all so vivid that I get flashbacks, I’m emotional writing this. Since then, I have had many horrifying dreams, but the dreams that stand out most are dreams of meeting the people who passed. In the dreams they tell me positive words of encouragement and appreciation, even laughs and jokes about life. It’s weird. Please drive safe, love each other. I tried everything I could do to help, I promise to god I tried.
Edit; I sincerely thank you all for the outpouring of kind, loving and positive thoughts and comments! I am at peace with the events of that day and very happy in life! I’m sincerely not a hero, I was just trying to help where I thought I could. Whenever I think about that day I just think about hugging the loved ones of the people who lost their loved ones. Spread that love around and we will all be hero’s!
If you were involved, or know anyone at the scene, please reach out to me!
I have experienced everything you talked about, but in two different incidents. It takes a long, long, long time to come to terms with the sensory onslaught and the flashbacks. You don't get over it but you do learn to live with it and put the memories in a safe box. Being able to talk about it is a good sign.
Same here JO. Worst one was holding my dead 15 day old son and trying to get him to warm up in between me and my dad doing cpr on him. It still haunts me. But I've some to peace with it. I pray you have too. It doesn't ever go away. But it get easier with time.
Load More Replies...Sometimes heroes aren’t able to save everyone, but that doesn’t make them any less of a hero. You did good.
We had an experience similar but not as traumatic. We were traveling down the highway and a group of about 8 ppl on croch rockets were traveling the opposite direction. A car pulled out and plowed right into the group. We saw bodies flying, one person hit a light pole so hard his leg flew off. Sadly about 3 of the group weren't hurt and jumped on bikes and fled. We ran to help the rest, two were already dead. My husband performed cpr on one and I held another ones head in my lap trying to calm him, his name was Brandon and I told him he was loved and would be fine but he passed in my lap.
I can't even imagine. What a compassionate person you and your husband are, simply to try.
Load More Replies...You are a hero!!! and you risked your own life to save these people.
On April 23, 2018, a domestic terrorist drove a van onto a crowded sidewalk in North York, Toronto, killing 11 and seriously injuring 15 others. My friend, a 25-year veteran of Fire and Rescue departments around the area was one of the first on the scene. I won't go into the details - a lot of it is in this heartrending story. He was put on disability leave for PTSD and will never be able to work at what he was really good at ever again. He took early retirement this year.
I remember that incident well. I cannot begin to imagine the horror of that huge scene of carnage. The only way I can describe it. It doesn't matter how much experience you have in a profession like that. You will never get to the point of "I've seen everything". But you can get to "ENOUGH". Been there, done that. PTSD is horrible. I wish him well.
Load More Replies...Had a similar thing happen when I was 16 coming home from work. The truck in front of me flipped and five people were thrown out of the car. A family of 6, all dead, 4 of them small kids, some torn in half. I stopped checked on all of them, realized they were all dead. I then had to crawl back to my car because I couldn't walk. Got in the car, called the cops, and just sat there because there was no way to drive around since there were bodies/parts across the whole road and sides of the road. Sat there for about an hour before they were able to clear a path.
But you tried. What a traumatic experience.
Load More Replies...You did the best you could in extremely difficult circumstances. I know those words often don't have much impact, but these incidents are the most complex to deal with and leave lasting scars to anyone involved, regardless of training or experience. Often, we focus on those that we didn't save, but we need to focus on those that we did save. Because of your actions, two people survived that day. You could have easily walked away or driven past, thinking it is somebody else's problem, but you didn't - you stopped and risked your life to save people that you didn't know and who you probably will never get to see again. Someone, somewhere still has a family because of your actions.
You are a hero! And I'm sorry that this happened, for you and everybody involved. I hope you know that even if you couldn't save many, you still helped save some. Bless you
You my love are amazing and a true hero!!! Those people died knowing you cared for them and doing all you could to save them! It was their time tho sadly. You saved a baby and it's mother, she can watch bee child love and grow.
Bored Panda also wanted to know whether hardship always makes a person stronger. According to psychologist Lee, who is the founder of Essentialise Workplace Wellbeing and PhenomGames, growth, after we experience something traumatic, isn't necessarily straightforward, but it can create the conditions for us to become more resilient.
"Post-traumatic growth isn't always simple to explain or utilise, but often the adversity we face can create a precedent for what we can overcome, help us to see what we need to be grateful for, and give us an understanding of the support we do have. A big part of opening the door to grow from our struggles is finding acceptance and taking ownership over what you can control and finding healthy ways to express the negative emotion that comes with challenges that test us," he shared with us.
My mom called me at midnight asking me to go check on my dad because she was worried about him but didn't say exactly why. I found him drunk in the woods behind the house sitting on a stump with a pistol in his mouth. I spent the next 40 minutes sitting there talking him down. He eventually gave me the gun and went to bed. I'll never get over it.
yo, that's terrifying, but also badass. you saved someone from suicide
I cannot imagine doing that to my child. What sheer desperation this person must have felt.
My friend witnessed his dad shoot his step-mum and then himself, my friend was 12. He is one of the nicest and most balanced people I know, but he still finds it hard to talk about 30 years later, it's reserved for late night chat with close friends.
I had a friend (guy) in the 70's that had the same experience. I'm not sure, but I believe his dad was a firefighter at the time, for our city. His stepmother was a wonderful woman. God bless her soul!
Load More Replies...You saved him that time. This is a terrible story. You are not the only one.
I know what it's like to talk someone out of unaliving themselves. It messes with you.
When I was maybe 7, my cousin and I were playing outside. We went in the front yard and saw my brother in his car with his friend. Their eyes were closed, heads back against the headrests, windows rolled up on a hot summer day. Then they started making these odd jerking movements with their arms and heads. Being kids, my cousin and I thought they were just being silly and messing with us. But when we noticed the drool and that they weren’t responding, we got scared and got my parents.
We didn’t know at the time, but we were watching my brother and his friend overdose. I don’t know what they took, I probably never will. My parents sent us in the house while they took care of the boys. They thankfully survived. But that image of them passed out in the blue, 90s Toyota will stick with me forever.
Had this happen but with strangers in the parking lot of a store I worked at. We were keeping an eye on them because they were acting weird in their car and were there for a while but never came inside.. Next time I went to the window, one had her neck bent backwards over the chair while the other one was faceplanting the windshield. They both needed them shots to bounce em back
Oh gosh, I read the first paragraph and thought something COMPLETELY different was happening, all the way up to the word "drool."
It's a stock photo, not the actual photo of the real car.
Load More Replies...Lee also opened up about what personally helped him when he had to learn to walk again. "Using journaling and talking about how I felt played a significant part in my recovery when I had to learn to walk again, and gave me the space to grow to become mentally stronger as a result. It is also important to reflect on all the hurdles you've overcome, so you can see what skills and lessons you've learned to apply in the future, and adversity often helps us to see what really matters, and gets us closer to knowing our values and purpose."
I was with my mom at McDonalds. I was about 8 years old. We had just pulled up in the parking lot. A man came out, dragging his son by the collar. The kid was about 13 or 14 years old. He was also crying. The man grabbed the boy by the throat and slammed his head against the wall. I distinctly remember the boy's choked-off screaming. The man pinned him against the wall and hit him with a closed fist. My mom immediately called 911 and stepped out of the car to yell at the man, telling him to stop. He called her a bitch and told her to mind her own business. The cops came quickly. They interviewed me and my mom, then the boy and his father. Then they let the man go home with his boy. The cops said they didn't see anything, so they couldn't prove anything. I remember being frantic, terrified. I begged them to stop the man from driving away. They ignored me, got in their car, and left. It was the most scared I'd ever been up until that moment, watching the cops drive away and the black pickup with the dad and his son drive away as well. I will never forget that kid or how scared I was seeing him hurt, then seeing people just let him get hurt more.
it must've been a state with bad police because i've never heard of such b******t
Load More Replies...So, murders, robberies etc. If the police don't see it with their own eyes, then it doesn't exist? What rubbish. I bet the police knew the man involved and didn't want to arrest him for some reason. Perhaps he was a colleague of theirs.
But if that guy had stolen $20 from the McDonald’s he would have been hauled off to prison.
I found with my best friend who was being regularly beaten by his family that the child protective systems in place are a complete scam. They're there only so politicians can say they're there. They constantly under-fund them to the point where they're useless. Because, to them, that's money that "should" be going to themselves and their rich friends, not to protecting anyone.
How could they do that with multiple eye witnesses that saw the abuse?
So many times have I called the police on things like this, when I was sexually assaulted at 16 by a 35 year old man who I knew by his full name, when I was scared someone was breaking into my house while I was home alone at 15, when I heard awful screaming from the house down the road and the cops told me to go knock on the door when I was 14. Every time, I've been brushed off and told there was nothing they could do. They didn't even show up during the last two. I don't call the cops anymore.
Next time you see something like that, record it so the police have proof
Ah….well. This happened around 15 years ago. I was visiting El Salvador with my family and long time friend of 30+ years. One day we went to a coast line and thought it was a great place to fish, we could see for miles away and my friend was a well experienced diver+boater. I was feeling really tired that day so I head off to sleep.I wake up and realize I dozed off too long as It’s around 6pm and it’s dark. I look around the house that we rented for the week and realize I’m the only one here. My family or friend isn’t here so I wait one more hour and feel a sense of dread come over me almost Immediately and ran out to where I last saw them. As I run down the street I realize a large group of people are gathering at the coast and find out my kids are stranded near the coastline with people throwing things to them to latch on to. My wife is crying and yelling and I help some other guys pull them to safety. Then I realize that my friend and the boat is gone. I do one last look at the coastline and hear “IM SORRY! I DID MY BEST! IM SORRY!” And I see my friend go down the ocean with the boat flipping over him and drowning him. He swam for 3 hours in rough water with my kids bringing them as close to the coast as he could before succumbing to exhaustion still thinking he didn’t do good enough.
I’m just going to stop reading here I should’ve acknowledged the trigger warning Edit: despite being very distressed I have managed to not relapse!!!!
That is a photo of the Point Sur lighthouse on the Big Sur coast in California. Effort should be made to find photos reasonably close to the subject at hand.
A job I used to work at, my boss had a heart attack in his office and died in the middle of the shift. The office lights were motion activated so we thought he left to go something as it was dark. I went into the office to get a new radio and there he was, leaned back in his chair with his eyes wide open. Scariest thing I've ever seen
That would have scared the piss out of me when the light turned on. Such a sad experience for you and your colleagues. So sad for the family, if someone expected him home after work. What a shock it must have been.
My father died of a sudden heart attack. My uncle was with him, and told me he looked "surprised". That's how I'd like to go. Fast, and not knowing what was happening.
We had an always-dramatic English teacher, who once started overacting, even by his standards... Only when he really stopped moving longer than sensible we stirred and eventually got another teacher.
When I was a kid in West Texas, every year we had the rodeo. Our elementary school principal, Mr. Gilder was in the rodeo arena and suffered a heart attack and died in front of all of us. When I was about 13, a boy I went to Sunday school with went home after church with his best friend and went to play basketball. They got into an argument and the boy I grew up with went home and got a gun and murdered his best friend. Later they found a list in his locker. Of all the people he was going to kill. Both my sisters were on it. When I was 34, my boss went home from work early to relax in his hammock. A tree fell and crushed him to death. I always say that was the year I grew up.
Oh god that’s a lot I’m sorry you had to witness all that
Load More Replies...In 1993, a woman I worked with had a heart attack and dropped dead in the middle of the office. A few nurses in the building tried to help her, but CPR was not successful. I felt so helpless and useless that it actually inspired me to go to school and get my EMT license. I'm no longer practicing, so to speak, but I teach first aid and trauma skills to others to this day.
Holy s**t that's dark, my uncle had a heart attack in front of a few family, it wasn't like the films he just sat there and said my left arm is really hurting and went instantly sweaty and clammy and said I think I'm having a heart attack, luckily he pulled through.
I fell asleep lying on the floor while watching late night TV, when I woke in the morning I was instantly aware of a terrible sense of dread, I immediately turned round to see my wife, dead, still sitting upright on the couch. Her cause of death is still unexplained a year later, she was only 41 years old.
It’s no secret that we have a deep fascination with horror stories—whether real or made up—as human beings. The strange, the bizarre, the chilling all grab our attention and sometimes we feel like we can’t unglue our eyes from the screen. Topics dealing with death, especially, are popular (even if some folks won’t admit to enjoying reading them).
Award-winning editor and writer Doug Murano previously explained to Bored Panda that our fascination with scary stories lies in our deep-seated curiosity. “I suspect that most of us—regardless of our spiritual beliefs—have a longing for something beyond this life. Human beings seem to be pre-programmed with this urge," he told us.
"So much of horror and speculative fiction grapples with death and what happens after we die that I can't help but believe much of our interest in such stories is an expression of a longing for experiences and existences beyond our perceptions," the editor and writer mused.
"Great horror stories thread a precarious needle: They maintain a sense of the truly inexplicable while creating a world and a narrative that provides enough answers to ground the story,” he told us.
I was a skydiving instructor for a couple years.
There was a really cocky kid that went through our program, who was pretty bad at listening, barely tested into the solo jump phase, etc. I didn’t have the authority to kick him out, and regardless, I wasn’t close enough to the situation to know whether or not they were wrong in letting him jump.
His first jump, he had a poor free fall (not uncommon), but not terrible canopy work.
I saw his second jump, where he didn’t follow radio directions under canopy, and turned without looking, such that his parachute wrapped around another student, obstructing that student’s vision and mobility.
At this point, with the first kid hanging by a collapsed canopy wrapped around the second kid (~1000ft off the ground), they are trained to ride it down since neither is moving at a dangerous speed towards the ground. But of course, dingus doesn’t want to follow direction (or the advice given to him over the radio). He cuts away his first parachute, going back into free fall, to allow his reserve to deploy.
Watching from the tower that day, I thought I would witness this kid bounce off the ground. Fortunately, we had some of the best riggers in the country working for us, and the reserve deployed immediately. No sooner had it fully deployed, that kid touched down.
He couldn’t have cut it any closer! Suffice it to say, this kid didn’t get to jump again.
Edit: all students jump with radios, so the kid whose vision was obstructed was able to follow radio instructions to land safely, even though he had to do so without being able to see in front of him.
If an instructor doesn't have the authority to throw a dangerous person off a course/jump, then how the hell can it be safe for anyone else?
Never tried civillian skydiving but I went through jump school back when. Trainees were tossed who were not suitable. We started with almost 60 and ended up with a few over 20 graduating, This clown would have been gone the first morning, if he even made it into the training in the first place.
Load More Replies...Man, he should be banned from skydiving. He's a danger to everyone, including himself.
This is even scarier than the stories of accidents. This villain is capable of anything.
Probably he's no different from the mentality of those causing the car and motorbike accidents in the other items.
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Saw an old man slip and die at a bus stop in Portland early in the morning when I was a teenager. That was sad, but what really shook me was the way he was picked up by an ambulance, the sidewalk was washed off, and they left. Within 15 minutes people were occupying that space waiting for a bus, and it was like it had never happened.
Probably few people witness that transition, but this sort of thing must happen all the time.
Especially in big cities where the population density is so high
Load More Replies...Yeah is one of the worst things in life. Dead are picked up and everything cleaned up poof life goes on.
Two drunk homeless guys were fighting and one got pushed down onto the Miami metrorail tracks with a train visible in the distance. He wasn’t able to stand on his own and nobody was helping. I jumped down and forced him back up as someone else pulled him on to the platform. I made it back up with the only like 20 seconds before the train came.
I was afraid I would be electrocuted or wouldn’t have been able to get him back in time and would’ve had to leave him.
Being electrocuted would be my fear! How do we know where it is safe to touch?? Anyone know?
You saved that man’s life. Most people won’t interfere they would rather take videos with their phone, it takes a brave soul to put their own life in jeopardy to help someone else.
“Over-explanation kills most horror, which is why the shark is scariest when you only see the fin; the alien is most terrifying when it's lurking in the shadows; the killer is most monstrous when he's masked," Doug explained to Bored Panda that if we can see the monster in the scary story, we can start thinking rationally. If it remains shrouded in the shadows, it’s far more terrifying.
Doug added that it’s best to enjoy scary stories in full no matter if they’re fact or fiction. A great story is a great story, regardless of whether it was embellished or completely made up.
My cousin getting attacked by a Rottweiler. We had a neighbor (14) that had a Rottweiler tied up in their backyard. We always thought it was friendly. We would hangout with our neighbor often. This one particular time my neighbor's sister was feeding/playing with the dog. My cousin (8) and his twin brother went over to join her. One of them got on the doghouse and the dog didn't seem to like that, so it latched onto my cousin's thigh. He jumped down and tried to run away but the dog pushed him down and grabbed onto my cousin's head and started thrashing him around. I was in shock. I couldn't move and it took me a few seconds to realize what was going on. It was like watching it happen in slow motion. His head being snatched back and forth and blood everywhere. I snapped out of it when I saw my neighbor run towards them and started punching the dog in the face. He let go and my cousin took off running and screaming that he had a hole on his head. I ran over to him and tried to calm him down. His scalp was hanging off his head. I could see the white of his skull. We lived next to my parent's restaurant and the parking lot was full of customers. I called 911 and the ambulance was there in minutes. He was taken to the hospital and had to have his scalp stapled and stitches on his chest and thigh. He was scared of dogs for the longest after that.
I really really love dogs. This animal is a danger to each and every creature around it, though. It needed to be put down.
Yes, and the heartbreaking part is it was probably the fault of an owner that either treated it badly, or didn't socialize it properly. Not the dog's fault, but he's the one that pays the price.
Load More Replies...If that dog was permanently tied up, then it likely contributed to its aggression. It’s an extremely stress-inducing way for a dog to live. It’s downright cruel.
I have met plenty of "bully breed" dogs with dispositions as sweet as honey. Meanwhile, my worst personal dog experience was with a psychotic Irish Setter. Do you think of Irish Setters as being vicious?
My brother, at 5 years old, was attacked by a German Shepherd while at a cookout,at our parents friend's house. We'd played with him many times but that day he attacked him, for no known reason to us, in the same way as above. He ended up with 100 staples in his head. The dog was not put down, but was chained up whenever visitors were over. He was a indoor/outdoor dog.
The dog grabbing a head and shaking is trying to break the neck. Had the neighbour's lurcher try to do it with my cat, but he had him in the thorax and didn't succeed in the 4-5sec that he had.
Oh my god, that's a terrifying fact that I didn't know (I know cats a lot better) so thanks 😁 Now I got a picture in my head of a chihuahua ripping the head of a large bug 🤔 But yeah now that I think about it that's how I've seen dogs play. And my cat, when he is really hungry and gets food, he takes a mouthfull and shakes his head violently a few times as to rip the pray in pieces 😅
Load More Replies...I still love big dogs even after my dad's hunting dog but me in the face when I was 6. We weren't immediately sure what caused his aggression that day but found out later. He'd never been aggressive, never been abused, and all of us kids were taught to respect animals. He was sleeping under a tree in our backyard one summer day and I approached him as usual, saying his name to wake him before petting him. He woke, looked me in the face, and as I reached out to pet him, he attacked me. No warning, no growling, no bark to indicate he was feeling aggressive. He knocked me to the ground, holding me down with his front legs, and shredded my upper lip. I needed 15 stitches, inside and out. Being daddy's little girl, he was furious that the dog had done this unprovoked so had animal control come pick him up. We were later told he had a brain disorder that caused him to attack me and animal control had put him down due to him not being able to be re-homed.
It’s always the fault of the owner. The poor person who got hurt, I hope he’s okay. It wasn’t the dog’s fault though, they’re not born aggressive. I own a pit bull who was previously abused, he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body and he loves his cat sister and chihuahua brother.
The kid walked into the the dogs territory, during feeding time, and decided to jump onto the dog’s house. The kid was totally in the wrong, and stupid to boot.
I was attacked by a Dobie when I was barely in double digit age. I didn't know the dog was at the house of my Grandmother's neighbors and I went to visit them. The dobie got me in the leg before I took off running into the woods. I got behind some prucker bushes and the dog was trying it's damnedest to eat me but couldn't get through the thorns. He was inches from my face for what felt like forever before his owners pulled him off. I have never screamed so much or so hard in my entire life!
A car accident between a motorcyclist and a car, the cyclist head rolled to the sidewalk near me. Not pretty.
Jesus Christ! A similar story is why I've never ridden a motorcycle, and never want to.
Have a friend who's an ER doctor. Instead of motorbikes, she calls them donorbikes. You're just so vulnerable on one of those things.
Load More Replies...I had one accident where I was able to walk away with scrapes and bruises. Never been on one since. I have a few friends who nearly died and had to be put back together and learn to walk again. I dont miss bikes.
Me too, back in my early 20s, a car pulled right in front of us. The moment when my helmet hit the pavement is still so clear in my mind. I thought, "Wow, that didn't hurt a bit!" Even so, I never wanted to ride on one again, just too vulnerable at traffic speeds with all those cars around.
Load More Replies...I once passed by the aftermath of a motorcycle SUV accident. The SUV looked like it hit a tree head on. The motorcycle was just shattered. EMS had spread a big blue tarp over the remains of the motorcyclist. It was a BIG tarp.
A friend of mine was working as an EMT and was called to an accident scene. The accident was between a car and a tractor trailer. The car had hit the tractor trailer from the back and was lodged underneath it. The driver’s head was cut off. My friend said it was the most terrifying scene.
You could be injured doing anything you do. I’ve been a motorcycle rider for 45 years. When you ride a motorcycle you have to be super observant, you don’t take any risks at all, and if you have to, always give the right of way. It’s not worth your life to think you are right when facing and automobile which outweighs you by 4000 pounds. Also take motorcycle safety courses about every 5 to 7 years, no matter how long you’ve been riding you can forget some of the safe things to do on your motorcycle. I am also a paramedic, and have been one from the age of 17 until now it’s 65. I’ve seen terrible accidents both motorcycle and automobile, so everyone should just take a moment to look both ways twice.
A friend of mine is an emergency first aid responder. We live in a remote-ish area and her job is to attend medical emergencies while the ambulance is on the way. She attended a motorcycle accident and as she was approaching the bike, she picked up the guy's helmet which was lying in the middle of the road. It still had his head in it.
My husband & his friend saw something similar (a couple on the bike were hit & killed) & that's the day my husband sold his motorcycle.
I worked with a lady with dementia. Weird things happened often, but you know, not your house, creepy things happen. But then once, I was sitting on her bed, doing her nails, and she asked. “ Who’s that man?” And pointed to the foot of her bed. I looked, and was prepping my normal response, when I saw an indentation at the edge of the bed, rise like someone just stood up. She followed him with her finger.
I was with someone during their end-of-life transition and felt someone in the room besides just the two of us, but that isn't unusual. Hours later, the bed ridden patient sat up and put a hand up to wave to someone that wasn't me. I reached for the patient in pure shock that she sat up so quickly and with such strength and asked her what she needed. She looked at me and said, "Why, I'm going to go hug my daughter, I haven't seen her in years. Look!" I turned and looked to where she was looking and smiling, and I swear to this day I saw a small red-haired child for a moment. That night the dear woman passed, and I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that she didn't have to make that trip alone. The next day I heard stories from the family that her daughter died in a bicycle accident, and when I asked if she had red hair was told that she, in fact, did.
Begs the question, how do you tell who has dementia, as opposed to perceiving more than most people can even dream of?
My Dad raised me to not be frightened by stuff like this. He said we didn't know enough about the world to be sure that ghosts or 'energies' aren't real on some different wavelength of existence. I was always impressed that my Dad a dude born in 1928 could be so open minded. I've never forgotten what he taught me and have always treated eerie stuff with calm curiosity. Btw, he also said that if my 'gut' said something was 'off about the entity, walk away calmly, he felt instinctively that showing fear wasn't a good idea. Not sure where he got those opinions.
"Perhaps I am not the strongest in history and certainly not the most brilliant, but my dao heart allows me to stand tall." - Prime Emperor Li Qiye
Load More Replies...I truly believe that dementia gives you back the things you lose as you grow up . We all know that kids can see things grown up people cannot. I live in a nursing home, I've seen it many times. It's also haunted. We have a haunted doorbell. Once when a resident passed, an aide was grieving because she took care of him. About week later the doorbell system started playing happy birthday on her birthday! We didn't even know that it would!
Honestly that's a common occurrence for dementia patients. My sister in law often fights an invisible old woman and she has advanced Alzheimer's/dementia. It's beyond heartbreaking because she's only 56 and started her decline at 49. My brother ended up having to put her in a home after we both tried caring for her together. I'd care for her while he was at work but she was too much for me to handle (I have several chronic autoimmune disorders that come with chronic pain).
Very common to have audio and visual hallucinations with the vascular and lewy body types of dementia. Hard, horrible people stealing diseases
Load More Replies..."My professional expertise is limited to fiction, but I'll say this: I've seen enough real magic and wonder in the world to make me think twice about whether the supernatural is real—and I think that's a healthy thing. It's perhaps less important to believe any given tale than it is to remain open to experiences while leaving room in your head and in your heart for belief."
Just this past Saturday I hit the local bar to get some carry-out and a growler. I saw a friend outside and chatted for maybe three minutes when another guy took a step, tripped, and face planted hard into a “stepped” area of concrete. In the blink of an eye this guy was within minutes of dying. He began convulsing and vomiting uncontrollably, could not speak, and was bleeding profusely from his head, nose, and ears. He hit so hard that his nose was shattered and his skull split open across his forehead. EMT’s were stunned and got him out of there as fast as possible. The bartender came out and washed more blood and vomit than I’ve ever seen from the pavement with buckets of hot bleach water.
The scariest part was the speed at which this happened. People were standing so close to this guy but he went down so fast and hard that there wasn’t time to react and catch him. The violence of the impact was shocking.
In the US a growler is a large jug (of beer) with a finger handle.
Load More Replies...I don't understand why life is like this. Why can taking a step, just taking a step!, cause such a life-upending, irreversible catastrophe? Ahh!
yes, me too. I've stated in another post, that for me it's so terrifying and interesting too, that we are so close to death at any moment of the day. imagine you're walking on your feet your whole life, at many different heights and floor conditions and one day you miss an inch and fall so bad that you crack your head open and die. How do we live for an average age of 80 or so? I would like to know how many times in my life span I've outrun death by a few seconds or inches.
Load More Replies...When I was in college and living in an apartment complex full of college students, I witnessed a fist fight that ended with one kid getting shoved unconscious into a friend's car to go to the hospital. He died from smacking his head on the concrete.
I watched both WTC towers come down from a few blocks away.
Had serious PTSD for about 15 years.
Being at ground zero on 9/11 would have been a very traumatizing experience for anyone to have been through. I can't imagine.
One of my best friends had just come out of the subway (located in one of the former twin towers) and was on the bridge to the world financial building when the first plane hit. It took her 8 hours to walk back home that day. I can't imagine the terror of watching everything happen. Oh, and F*****K OFF Mike Ieva! You're an idiot.
I can't fathom the emotional toll that this tragedy had on everyone that witnessed this. I am glad that you are doing better.
My mom was at NYC, on the island when they came down. She says that she still has nightmares about the smell.
Watching it on tv was horrifying, I feel terrible for the people that experienced it irl. I think lifelong ptsd after that probably isn’t uncommon
Holding my dads hand and watching him flatline and die after pulling him off the machines.
My family did the same but it wasn't scary, it was sad. He'd had a massive heart attack the day before and after the ICU doctors told us he'd never wake up again because of widespread organ failure (he was on full life support, they even had a machine to stimulate his heart to beat because the bottom half died after the heart attack) we as a family decided to let him go. Fortunately all of us kids, our adult kids, and mom got yo be there with him. One of my brothers and I held his hands. Ultimately it was peaceful, he slipped away quietly within 5 minutes of shutting off life support. Damn do I miss him, though. He was a wonderful, awesome dad.
Just had to do the same thing with my father in November, my siblings and I stayed with him until he passed holding his hands and talking about memories of him and our childhood, it was heartbreaking but I'm glad we were there with him and he wasn't alone. I miss him so much.
Load More Replies...I was holding my mom's hand & we were looking into each other's eyes when she passed. I'm not afraid of death anymore because of what I saw & felt at that moment.
I did this with both my parents. Both died when they were in their 50s. Just last year I did the same thing for my boyfriend. I held his hand and stroked his face as he took his last breath. He was 35. That hit me so much more than what it did with my parents for some reason. Memories that will stick with me forever. I feel your pain OP
I can understand.. saw my dad fall prey to corona and slowly die... in just two days... he could not move much... was barely able to eat. and started to gurgle instead of speak... since hospital beds were hard to find, we thought of shifting him the next day. the following morning, he died... My last memory of him mom feeding him his favourite chicken soup at night and he trying to say something me. I told him to stay strong and we would celebrate my birthday. He nodded...
One of my favorite quotes is from G.K. Chesterton. "We are all in the same boat in a stormy sea, and we owe each other a terrible loyalty.". So many people here who have gone through this same thing with people they love. I send out big heart hugs to all.
My husband having a psychotic break from sleep deprivation a few days after we had our first born child.
Agreed. Psychotic breaks are not funny. I had one years ago and attempted to take my life. I ended up on a 72 hour involuntary hold over a major holiday. My family didn't celebrate that year because I was not home and they instead spent the extended holiday visiting hours with me at the psychiatric hospital.
Load More Replies...We need to introduce legislation to force hospitals and other medical centers to take better action against sleep deprivation psychosis -- to be sure, a certain amount of interrupted sleep is unavoidable, but staff yelling and laughing in the corridors all the time, the unnecessary bright lights being on all the time, and other factors contributing to this are completely avoidable.
I just got out of the hospital after a week and this couldn't be more true. Lack of sleep affects mental health so much more than its recognized. I slept more or less 24 hours when I got home.
Load More Replies...In my first apartment, a woman kept trying to befriend me. She found me constantly in the laundry room, coming in after work, and leaving in the morning. I didn't want to entertain new people, I was busy. Well, one night she knocked on my door and asked if I'd watch her new baby while she slept. I agreed and never again underestimated the needs of a new mom or dad. If you know someone with a new baby, just ask them if they'd like to go soak in the tub or take a nap while you sit with the baby.
Sleep deprivation is seriously bad. A former co-worker of mine got into a bad financial situation thru no fault of his own & got so wound up about it that he didn't/couldn't sleep for almost a week. He was pretty manic, & refused to get help, plus his wife couldn't have him admitted due to the damned mental health laws here. One night while his wife & 3 daughters were asleep, he drove his truck to the downtown area of our city, parked it, & walked into the river. This is a major river that runs across our state & is a fairly dangerous one to even take a boat on. They found his body a week or so later.
How sad. I'm sure his wife and daughters would rather be poor and have him.
Load More Replies...Similar happened to us. We had our third and my husband fell into a psychosis and was hospitalised several weeks. Our baby is seven months now and he still isn't fully recovered. Hopefully the day comes..
I hope you're well soon. We have a newborn too, how did you notice that your husband fell into psychosis? If you don't mind me asking. Only share what you feel comfortable with, I'm a bit worried about my husband.
Load More Replies...This happened to me. It was cannabis induced short term psychosis with sleep deprivation. It is the scariest thing I have ever experienced, I was hallucinating aboutmy dead friend, saw an angel (I'm not even religious!) and could hear music and voices in anything mechanical like a fan. Thankfully it ended after 3 weeks and has been the only time I've experienced it. If your loved one is acting weird, please check on them and if necessary, get them professional help. Many people endure this alone and if I didn't have my ex to help me through it, I likely would have killed myself. Its very serious.
"could hear music and voices in anything mechanical like a fan" - I know exactly what you mean, and I experience it every day. It's a form of tinnitus known as Musical Ear Syndrome or Musical Tinnitus. Most of the time I can deal with it, but it often interferes with my ability to sleep.
Load More Replies...I remember my stepson, after the birth of his daughter, being unable to count to two while making up bottles simply because of sleep deprivation.
I think I narrowly escaped this by my body just giving up and me not even trying to fight it. I was first year at uni, studied full time, worked full time. Sometimes skipped sleep to work on assignments because it was the only time I had. After 6 months or so surviving on minimal sleep I went to work night shift, clocked in and suddenly felt weak and dizzy. Apologized, clocked out, barely made it to my dorm and slept for about 3 days. I woke up rougly every 12 hours and could barely stay awake 5 minutes to go to toilet and drink some water before I passed out again. I slowed down after that but my energy levels stayed permanently lower than before this incident.
Me, a 25 year old tram driver, once almost hit a group of teenagers who ignored all warning signs, causing me to hit the emergency brakes and injure 4 of the passengers in my tram, who fell to the floor due to the sudden stop of the tram. Also, i was traumatized for 2 weeks and needed to take off work to go to therapy. I swear, in that moment i saw these kids, i just hit the brakes, closed my eyes and prayed i dont feel an impact. That was by far the scariest thing in my life so far.
In the Netherlands drivers of any vehicle are almost always liable when they hit a pedestrian. No matter how erratic, disoriented, careless, high or drunk the pedestrian was, in 99,99999% of the cases the driver is held responsible.
Same in France, and same with cyclists. If a cyclist causes an accident with cars involved, drivers are responsible. They NEVER put the blame on the cyclist even if they commited multiple violations that caused the accident. That's f****d up.
Load More Replies...My brother in law is an engineer (driver) for CN in Canada. The amount of people who intentionally get hit (by an 18,000 ton, 3 km train) and the amount of carmen/engineers/conductors who experience catastrophic injuries is staggering. He has seen things that you would think only existed at war. I hope he can somehow find peace with it.
I have heard this about trains. People want to commit suicide and decide to do it this way? I'd rant about how selfish they are, but if they're committing suicide, clearly, they need help.
Load More Replies...I work the train tracks there was this one time our gang was doing a worktrain dropping ballast (stones on the tracks) and we had just finished doing our first site and we're moving onto the next when suddenly our loco engineer slams on the breaks sends us all flying and as we come too he calls us on the RT and says "holy s**t I think I've just hit someone" his voice was shaky af and then asks if we can have a look I was pretty young at the time and pretty keen to have a look so me and my cousin eagerly jump out he was the same Age about 17-18 it was the worst mistake I could've made it was a cold winters night we had our torches this man that jumped in front of our train was in half his guts steaming all over the place his head barely hanging on by a thread I wish I never went and always wondered why the older boys in our gang never came out but now I know why found out later by the police that he was only 21 years old and just h
Our town is pretty small with a bad meth problem and my ex at the time knew him through mutual friends and she goes on to tell me that him and his gf were on a comedown off a meth bender and they just recently had a baby and had abit of an argument and she decides to tell him whilst he's in the worst mental state possible that the baby wasn't his
Load More Replies...When my cousin was a teen, someone wearing all black at night jumped out in front of his car. He hit and killed the jumper. It was ruled a suicide, but it still messed my cousin up mentally for a very long time.
My step dad had a similar experience as a tram driver. He then saw friends and strangers die while fighting the Ash Wednesday bushfires.
Wow. Your family has been through such a lot, @Huddo's sister. (I remember the Ash Wednesday bushfires, back in the 80s).
Load More Replies...Most train drivers will tell you it’s not if you hit someone but when. Here they get 2 weeks off for the first, second and Third. After that it’s up to them. Don’t be an idiot and watch where you are going. It takes a klm for a freight or coal train to stop
I was just talking to my friend the other day about a man that got stuck on the tracks and was killed by the train. I never hear people talk about the PTSD of train conductors and what they experience afterward, even though they know that stopping, what they are controlling is sometimes and literally impossible. Must really mess with your head to know you had some control but it just wasn't enough . . .
Arrived at an accident about 30 seconds after it occurred. A friend of mine was driving and rolled the car, she was thrown clear (no seatbelt - wear them FFS!) and hit a tree.
I found her, did first aid and helped the paramedics lift her onto the stretcher and into the ambulance. Her body stopped functioning about a week later but it's pretty obvious she died there (massive brain trauma), it just took a while for the end.
My father once said seat belts should be called "life belts."
Load More Replies...I'm very glad that movies and TV shows have *finally* stopped showing people being saved from accidents by "being thrown clear of the car because they didn't wear their seatbelt". Now if they could just stop showing people being somehow saved from gunshots by pulling out the bullet, sucking out the poison with snakebites, and other such stupidities, maybe more gullible peoples' lives would be saved.
I was driving home late in the morning from the club I worked at and a car sped past me, I remember thinking he's going much to fast for the............. the car crashed rolled several times landed upside down. There were 4 people in the car 3 were ok but the driver wasn't wearing his seat belt. I remember his body mangled, one of his arms was hanging on by what look like skin. When the ambulance turned up they literally didn't know how to put him on the stretcher in once piece it took 4 of us to roll him over. He lost his arm, most of his digestive system, and died of complications about 4 months later. Turned out they had been in the club that night. It took me a years to get over it, I don't live in that area anymore but when I go back I have to drive on that road, and I still get chills 30 yeas later.
Thankfully everyone in a vehicle (very few exceptions) in the U.K. has to wear a safety-belt by law.
Yes, I think in all Europe is the same. And in back seats too - people don't realise that if you crash, untied objects like people in the back, continue to move with the speed of the car and will crush and kill the person in front of them. A family friend died this way - she was the driver, and medics say that not the crash, but the person behind, flying 90 km/h, killed her.
Load More Replies...Was at an accident. Guy wasn't wearing a seatbelt. Went off the hwy and the truck rolled. He was thrown trough the window and the truck landed on top of him. Still alive with a broken back. Medics had to pull him out when he went into cardiac arrest before rescue could lift the truck. Kept his heart going but now a parapalegic and zooms around in a wheelchair and poops in a bag.. If he had a belt on he would have had some bruising. The cab was bent but survivable.
I haven’t had the most adventurous life, but I remember one time when we were camping, my family was hiking around on this big rock and it starting getting cloudy. My dad and siblings climbed up to the top of the rock but my mom and I decided it was too steep for us. My dad reached up into the air and said he could feel static on his fingers. My little sisters hair starting standing up a little, and my dad was just standing there with my brother, laughing at the staticky feeling he got when he reached up. My mom and I tried to convince him to come down but he wouldn’t. Eventually he ended up getting down and no one was hurt, but I was terrified watching my little sisters hair stand up and my dad not do anything about it. He’s a good dad, but sometimes he can be a moron. He didn’t think the situation was that serious, even with my mom and I freaking out
For anyone not understanding the severity of this situation - when you can feel the static in the air and when your hair starts to lift up, a lightning is very very likely to strike at you or near you. So GTFO as fast as you can, find shelter, get away from tall structures/trees...
Yes, that means the air is charged and your literally about to be hit by lightning! Wild (and good) that nobody was hurt.
Irresponsible idiot. That's a sign of lightning about to strike. What a t****r.
Back in the mid 70’s I worked for a company called TriForm Corp in Gurnee, Illinois. I worked in the machine shop on day shift. I usually went in early so I could have a smoke and a cup of coffee before I started my shift. I worked on a turret lathe mostly. There was a woman who ran that turret lathe on third shift, so I always took over from her. I didn’t know her all that well, just knew that she was pretty and had long silky hair. One morning I heard a scream and then people scrambling, lots of shouting. I ran over to the source of the noise. It was that girl. Her long hair had gotten tangled on the piece of bar stock she had been working with. It grabbed her hair and ripped her scalp off, peeling in from the back of her head the tip of her nose. When I got there it was still spinning around. I’ll never forget that wet slapping sound it made. I hit the emergency stop. Somebody had grabbed towels and stuff and wrapped her head and was trying to keep her calm but she was hysterical. It was bad. Real bad.
Reasons to tie your hair up. Workplace safety regulations are no joke.
I saw somewhere "guidelines are written in blood" and that's always stuck with me.
Load More Replies...i hate to say this. that was entirely on her, and not having her hair properly restrained. HAVING SAID THAT. jesus christ how awful for her. 😬😱
Few years back a fellow got his hand caught in a pair of powered rollers at my plant. The injury was described as a "de-gloving" of the hand, which is exactly what it sounds like.
I've got long hair and I'm terrified of something like that happening... sucked into a spa pump, caught in a go cart motor... anything!
I would invest in a lot of clips and scrunchies, if I were you, after hearing this. Maybe a snood. 😁
Load More Replies...Oh my! Sounds like something from a Stephen King novel o.O
I can't imagine her horror. It must have been nightmare inducing for everyone.
If it turned any slower, it wouldn't have ripped off the scalp but instead pulled in the head --- which would be worse. Silver linings? Scalps always bleed very bad, so it's not life-threatening; but definitely life-altering even if re-attachable which it will probably only be partially.
In late May, 2013, i was goin to visit my aunt and uncle, who lived in Moore, Oklahoma, and I got there around the 18th. 2 days later, a tornado warning was sent out, and we saw the clouds get darker as time went on, and then I saw a blockage of cloud touch the ground. I watched as that thing grew and came towards town, with the sirens blaring all round. It was simultaneously the most horrifying yet beautiful thing I had and still have ever seen in my entire life. I stood there for about a minute before I got pulled away and brought down to the storm cellar. When we came back up, all that was left was foundation.
There was a tornado in Colorado a few months ago. I am thirteen and it was so cool to see a tornado for the first time
If you’re watching a tornado and it just keeps getting bigger but isn’t moving right or left then it’s coming right for you. Don’t play around, or tornado can kill you in an instant. I was a paramedic and a surgical tech in Texas when the town of Jarrell was wiped off the map by a F5 tornado. The actual road was ripped up and gone, foundations were gone, it was a total disaster. Many people died from being struck by flying debris. If you don’t think a corn cob can kill you flying at 180 Miles an hour, think again.
125 S.W. 7th St. That was my address in Moore. I was working as a Chef at a restaurant in Norman while this was happening. I tore home and found nothing. The houses, the trees, everything was gone; even the grass had been ground down to bare soil. The thing I miss most was my Dalmatian, "Dominic". She was such a sweet girl. I haven't been able to have a dog since out of fear of losing that one too.
When I was 10 or 11 I had the dubious honor of seeing a twister in the flesh - so to speak.
I grew up in the Midwest but never experienced one, only in my dreams. In my dreams they were pretty terrifying so I couldn't imagine being in a real one.
When I lived in Colorado, I remember a couple instances of the sky turning pea green. Sure sign of a tornado.
Lived in Oklahoma seen them form but never stood and watched them I was the cool headed person who kept everyone calm
While Living in Texas, I had one skip over the apartment complex I lived in. Having been a nurse I have been in some extremely scary situations, but I have never been so scared in my life. A long story as to why there was next to no warning from sirens. It really does sound like a freight train going over, and it seemed like forever. I think even the cat prayed. Now I am so scared of wind. If it's really bad, I am known to start crying out of fear
Don't worry my dear; this is never going to happen again.
Load More Replies...The birth of my first child. Not the delivery but the post stuff. My wife went to use the bathroom and feinted on a nurse. Turns out she had been losing a third of her blood. She was pretty pale. So now I’m a new dad holding this newborn watching them throw bloody pad after pad out. Thankfully she was fine at the end and we have another kid now too. But damn that was rough. I can’t imagine how she felt.
After I gave birth to my firstborn, I heard the doctor say "where is this bleeding coming from". I was so weak and exhausted, I thought I was going to die and my thoughts were "Well dang, husband is going to be pissed. He's not going to be happy taking care of a baby by himself". I was so exhausted I didn't really care about myself, at least in death I could finally rest. NOTE: I wasn't actually dying or close to death, it was a minor bleed. 😅
I think your last thought was really sad even if you weren't dying.
Load More Replies...Same here, not haemorrhage though. Short story is I had Sepsis after giving birth to my first born. This is 12 years ago, before the NHS had a huge Sepsis awareness campaign, so for days while I was ill no one knew what was wrong. And after diagnosis, while I was fighting for my life in Intensive Care, my partner was constantly told that they didn't know if I would survive and the thoughts that must have run through his head. Looking at our brand new baby girl, and thinking he may have to take her home without a Mummy!! I went though a hell of a lot, but I always think it must have been worse for him to see it all happen.
My husband could write the same story, I had hemorrhage minutes after our son was born. I fainted and nurse gave him the baby to keep him busy and make sure, that they will not have another blackout. He said that he never was so scared in his entire life.
I been in the room for two high risk births and they were both traumatic for me. I don't want to be in a delivery room anymore. I loved being supportive for my sister and my daughter and being the first to hold my sweet pumpkins hands, but the things that can and do happen in there are better left for someone else.
I had 4th baby and placenta broke apart leaving me loosing so much blood. I had to have 4 pints of blood and a pint of plasma. The doctor said I was pretty calm for someone who almost died. That was news to me.
That's pretty common with childbirth. Womens' bodies have all kinds of amazing mechanisms allowing them to survive it, including about that amount of blood loss. It's not 100% guaranteed though -- I feel generally people aren't cautious enough about childbirth and the likelihood of birth defects.
Nothing like a dude mansplaining childbirth. SMH.
Load More Replies...When I had my 3rd kid, they didn't clamp off the umbilical cord properly. As in, there was a tiny blood fountain coming out of it! The way the clamp was oriented, the blood was landing on the pillow by my ear. Kinda loud. I, not wanting Blood in My Hair, tipped over the clamp, sending the blood fountain over onto the floor. Onto all the fetal monitoring paper... When they were cleaning up stuff just before moving me into my post-partum room, the nurse started laughing and told me that if people looking at my record binder didn't read to the end, they were going to think I'd come very close to dying of a hemorrhage. Not even close to it, but the Blood in MY HAIR, oh boy was I mad about that.
I lost three pints of blood with my first child, after the birth canal ripped during the birth. I went into shock first and passed out. The midwife and nurses thought they were going to lose me. I needed 22 stitches.
I saw someone slip and fall from the top of Half Dome in Yosemite. I'm a first responder and have seen bad things but I have control for the most part in those situations. Watching someone tumbling to their death and knowing nothing can be done was hard. Certainly didn't help my fear of heights either.
I witnessed a guy on my boyfriend's belay fall only about 20 feet. He landed on a ledge, was unconscious for a few moments, and when he came to he started screaming for the climb leader. That's some scary stuff when you're way out in the wilderness and realize someone's life is in your hands. Fortunately, he wasn't badly hurt, just a mild concussion.
I was stationed in Lemoore California and flew search and rescue for the military in Huey helicopters. Many times we would have to fly to the top of half dome or to some of the surrounding structures to rescue someone who was either hurt or had fallen and was incapacitated.
It’s free therapy something that’s included with employment for first responder jobs? I cannot imagine trying to sleep at night after the things they witness, just the worst of humanity and the most violent things that human bodies go through. That alone should justify paying them about three times what they make. Plus therapy.
This is a bad thing. People fall here in Zion NP almost every year. It is an unusual year when nobody falls off the cliffs.
As a kid I found a camera in my parent's bedroom an innocently decided to see what photos were on there.
Kids. DO NOT LOOK.
i got the joke, heres an upvote. people are too sensitive nowadays
Load More Replies...My ex husband took some pictures of me as I came out of the bathroom after a shower. He promised he threw out the film. Then he loaned the camera to our roommates (my friend and her bf). My friends boyfriend just silently handed me the photos with a huge grin on his face after they’d had them developed. I’m so glad I divorced that man
Aw that sucks no forgetting that your poor little brain scarred for life.
A wildfire. People don't understand the noise, heat and speed of a modern wildfire. I have been managing wildfire risk for a long time and nothing compares to first hand witness of literal hellscape on earth. Watching one grow miles over minutes with resources surrounding on all sides making no attempt to manage gives a feeling of helplessness that lingers in the soul. Stay safe everyone.
Some firefighters are trapped in wildfires. When they get desperate, they have to take fire blankets and go under them. The blankets can withstand extreme heat. The firefighters lay on the forest floor while the wildfire goes over them. Kinda freaky
Heartbreaking, the Australian ones a while back with all the animals and the people's houses, it was so sad.
Again, there was a HUGE wildfire in Colorado a few weeks ago. Worst part was it was in the suburbs.A thousand house were burned but nobody died. I remember hearing my aunt saying the needed to evacuate and might have to come over
.the fire just went away, turning back away from the freeway towards the hills. I had had the presence of mind to grab my phone, dial 911, yelling at the operator, "HHHHEEYYYYYY!!! THE 10 (FREEWAY) IS ON FIRE!!!! WE'RE DRIVING FOR OUR LIVES HERE!! HELLLLLLLLPPP!!!!! TELL CHP THE FREEWAY IS ON FIRE!!!" Just like that, we back on the mostly deserted freeway like nothing had ever happened. Me and the other driver drove parallel to each other until he turned south at the junction, once again, we both oddly made eye contact and he tipped his head, gave me a wry half smile and we both drove in opposite directions. My poor old car I think found its inner Lamborghini that night, it didn't want to fry on the freeway any more than I did...thankfully.
Wildfires in unmanaged forests and lands tend to burn very differently from wildfires in human-degraded environments.
Load More Replies...You just don't realize how fast fire can spread until you see it up close.
I love and respect firefighters, EMTs, and Paramedics. Thank you.
Lol I thought the same thing. A "modern wildfire"?
Load More Replies...Waking up in the middle of the night to my wife’s screaming and seeing my then 6mo son’s face so severely swollen that he was unrecognizable due to a then unknown allergy and struggling to breath
Serendipitously awakening and deciding to check on my then 1 year old daughter and seeing her having a seizure for the very first time. It is not as bad some of these stories, but her little face during it will haunt me for life.
A few weeks ago, my two year old was sick with a high fever. My husband decided to stay home with him and told me to go to work. Throughout the morning I would text and check on him. I decided I'd take a half day to go home and help as my son's fever didn't seem to me improving with meds and I'm sure my husband was tired. I was about to leave work when my father in law called to tell me to go to the hospital. My son was taken to the hospital by ambulance but my father in law didn't have more info. Turns out my son's fever spiked so high so quickly that he had a febrile seizure. He was fine in the end but I thank god I wasn't the one home to see it. My husband said it was the scariest thing he'd ever seen - calling our son's name and having him be unresponsive.
Load More Replies...Being a parent is hard. I was fearful throughout my pregnancy, of miscarriage among other things. After he was born, I feared SIDS (sudden infant death syndrome or crib death) until he was old enough to not be susceptible. But new fears come with each life stage and he'll be 18 this month. Now I mostly fear what kind of world he's gonna live in, especially because of his skin color and ethnicity.
This would be so awful. My daughter got enormous hives when she was about a year old, and the doctor told me if I hadn't gotten her into the hospital as soon as I did, she could have died.
Yeah, I was given amoxicillin when I was four. All I remember is walking into the kitchen and saying I felt funny, then my mom's face when she turned around and saw me. Definitely don't remember the frantic drive to the hospital 15 miles away or the benadryl shot. Mom said I was *swollen up like a tick." I now have a medical alert necklace.
That's why EVERYONE should keep Benadryl, liquid and/or caplets in the house at all times. Being able to administer Benadryl WHILE waiting for the EMTs can make a big difference.
Always scary when your kid gets something the first time. Glad kiddo was fine.
A few months back I was driving on the highway and a truck hauling a bunch of lumber almost went off the shoulder, swerved into my lane coming right for me, then swerved back into their lane and tipped over and went into the ditch. I pulled over and puked because I was so scared. A guy behind me went and helped the driver out and called ems and everything, everyone was alright but it was very frightening.
😱 Excuse me while I go turn in my driver's license. I am just going to stay home forever.
I saw a person fall out of the back of a pickup going 65mph. He hit the ground, and rolled, then stood up. His baseball cap did not fall off. The truck he was in did not stop.
I almost ran over him as he fell into my lane. It was clear he was in a little shock so I walked him over to the side of the road and called 911. He had a mild case of road rash (it was summer so short sleeves) I can't imagine what happened when the people got to their house and someone said "Where's Bill ??"
This is why a lot of states have made it illegal for people to ride in the bed of pickup trucks. I wish they would make it illegal to let dogs ride loose in them too.
Wait, so you're telling me it's not generally forbidden to transport anything other than secured cargo in there? (serious question, not from US)
Load More Replies...My mom still has nightmares of me falling face first out of a car while going 25 mph. I was a toddler. No, it wasn’t her fault. It was combination 80s crap car seat + brother tried opening the door earlier while the parents had their backed turned. I have a permanent bump on my head.
Wow, didn't come back, leaving the scene of a accident. Poor guy, glad he wasn't hurt worse.
In Many states it is illegal to have dogs unsecured in truck beds.the only thing about that I don't like is when it's pouring down and the poor Weiner and Beagle were soaked!
I find it pretty incredible he fell out at 65mph and didn’t have serious injuries, that seems impossible. Your body and organs going from that speed to zero and impacting a hard surface, well our bodies just aren’t designed to survive such an impact without a great deal of trauma
You don't impact the pavement at that speed. Because the speed is parallel to the pavement. So you skid.
Load More Replies...I saw one almost roll over, went on two side wheels, with seven kids on the back. I couldn't breath for a while.
It's impressive he didn't get hurt other than roadrash. He fell off at a pretty fast speed.
Having my fiancée overdose in my arms (thankfully we r both sober now and doing well)
you know what, an overdose together is better than an overdose alone
No, because when you both OD neither one can get help
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OD'ing ain't fun. I NEVER OD'ed in 17 years of uninterrupted opioide use. I certainly used more than was good for me a few times, but never got unconscious or did anything weird or lost memory of anything, or hurt anyone (in withdrawal, I said very hurting things - never attempt it cold, no use in that other than you might ruin relationships you might desperately need, and which have a value of their own anyway...). Seriously, I was severely drunk about 5 or 6 times between 17 and 22, each time told embarrassing things to people not fit to know them, broke something by stupidity or anger, and have a few hours memory lost. I was mildly drunk about 10 times, and stopped drinking alcohol for good aged 22, no regrets yet. I do use alcohol when cooking desserts, though - it's not like I was afraid of neglegible doses, like recovering alcoholics should be. Anyway, messed up or sober - stay safe. KNOW YOUR DRUGS, if you decide to use them. Know how to react in case of OD!
Being carjacked and having my uncle kidnapped while being held at gun point as an 8th y/o
If you look in the lower left corner, you'll see a link to the actual reddit post. Note: it is an 18 & over page, so you have to click a 'button' to confirm that you are an adult. The OP did answer, they had driven from the U.S. to somewhere in Mexico (OP didn't say where), and both of them are ok, & the uncle is now living in Alaska.
Load More Replies...I hate to be “that guy” but 8th year old? As I said, I hate to be “that guy”
I’ve had a recurring dream about being carjacked and shot in the stomach because my seatbelt was jammed and apparently I was the only one in the car with my seatbelt on. Always, the day after, I am being wheeled into the hospital (very surreal surroundings as my dreams are never similar to reality) and I see him in the corner with his gun. Smiling. And then I feel a jolt of pain, look down and see my bloody stomach. Pretty soon after I die of blood loss.
Mine is a bit silly, and honestly might not be the scariest thing in my life, but I felt like some of the heavier comments could use a funnier scary moment to offset them. While hiking in Japan I came across a troop of snow monkeys, and one bore it's fangs and started chasing me (probably because I wasn't thinking and made eye contact, which they see as a sign of aggression). He chased me for several minutes, and I am pretty sure I felt it swiping at my pant legs. I just had this vision in my head of it climbing me like a tree and biting my face or neck.
I told my parents this story when I was showing off pictures from my trip, and the first picture I stopped on didn't have a lot in it for reference. My mom sat and listened to this story in horror, until I went to the next slide, where you can clearly see that snow monkeys stand no more than 2 feet tall. I think she was picturing something Chimpanzee size.
They can still eff you up, I guess. Claws and teeth can be scary. Even a squirrel can do really bad damage.
Macaques are much smaller than chimps and other apes, but they can still be nasty if provoked, scared or even just woke up on the wrong side of the monkey bed. Also monkey herpes (B virus) has an 80% fatality rate for humans if infected, so it isn't all just bites & scratches that'll hurt you
I've seen those monkeys. Even got a scar on my finger where one of them scratched me while stealing a peanut. Their nails are attached to the bone. They can F you up quick, and they got attitude. I can totally sympathize with this story.
It’s similar to the time when me my siblings and cousin got chased by monkeys and there was one that on,y I saw (after we thought they had gone) and I barked and it and everyone was like “what the hell why did u bark” so I told them and they were like “there was no monkey”. I should have left the monkey and let one of them get bitten
Monkey are treacherous creatures sometimes. Few years ago I had malaria. I was climbing up the stairs to my house after my doctor's visit a monkey snatched my medicine as it was in somewhat of an opaque paper packet. It was dangerous cause I was very weak at the moment
Someone being murdered infront of me, gang drive by shooting on my front yard. That it I guess when I was 12 and a large group of people tried to kill this guy on our front yard, we got him inside and they tried to get into the house to kill him and my family. My dad handed me a knife and told me "whatever happens, whichever comes in. You fight for your life." The cops didn't pick up the phone when we called over and over and we had to call a friend to call for us. I was fully prepared to kill whoever I had to to survive that night
I'm sorry that you experienced this so young, and is it ok is I ask if he did anything to that gang?
You probably have tap the light colored print under the story that takes you to the original story, to be able to ask questions from the person who posted the story. They're not on Bored Panda. Bored Panda just copies a lot of stories from reddit and other places.
Load More Replies...The kid should have been told to HIDE, and unless you have to, dont arm yourself because that makes you an obvious threat and hightens the chanse of getting attaced. Also, if you dont have any fighting experience you are just bringing them anither weapon when they take it from your hands...
When you factor in that a friend was able to get through for them, it seems to imply that either their general neighborhood or their phone number in particular was one the cops were intentionally avoiding. This is illegal incidentally, and could be racially motivated.
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Dead body whose skin was literally moving because of all the maggots under it. Freaky af.
I shall retch as well that was certainly disgusting
Load More Replies...I remember pet sitting for a neighbor who didn't take great care of their sheep. When the ram laid down I noticed its testicles were moving. He had stepped on them ( rams have huge balls) and torn the skin and it was full of maggots wiggling around. Had to call the vet to come flush them out and treat the wound. She kept yelling at me for the state he was in and I kept telling her it wasn't my sheep. But it was real nasty
A friend of mine, whilst doing her medical residency, had a morbidly obese woman come into the ER complaining of leg pain. She had an open wound on part of her leg she couldn't see, and apparently had had it for some time, as it was absolutely crawling with maggots. On her living body. The friend ended up specializing in proctology which, I imagine, was relatively benign after seeing a maggot-infested wound.
Not human but we had a large sow go missing one winter. Found her the next spring, We had a large shed that the catlle sheltered in. There were a few feet of manure which had to be cleared out each spring. I was on shovel detail when the backhoe bucket cut the sow neatly in half, She had died in the shed and was burried in manure. Was well past the 'juicy' stage when found and OMG the smell.
I was working at a chemical plant and saw a guy in fork truck make a turn too fast. He wasn't wearing his seat belt and the top of the cage landed on his head. I froze for a moment, it was so horrifying. I then ran over and killed the ignition. Some other workers came and we lifted the cage up high enough to pull him out, but it was obviously too late. I can still his blood running down a nearby drain.
Halloween night, still at work, dressed as the Grim Reaper. A pregnant friend called and ask me to get her husband to cancel class because there was a family emergency. I asked if was the baby, and she said that her BIL had been killed at work when his forklift flipped on top of him. I sent security to go get him. At first he thought I was playing a trick on him, then realized I wouldn't do that. There I am, sobbing, and wishing my costume would disappear. I had to tell him about his brother, while dressed as death. It was devastating. When he returned to work, we hugged and cried, and cried.
OK this is a weird coincidence, but a coworker's father was killed on Halloween when his forklift flipped over. (I was there when HR came to get her to give her the news so she could go home) I'm wondering if it was the same person you are talking about. Sounds like it might be - are you in Virginia? (The HR person was wearing a clown costume BTW. Not as bad as the grim reaper, but it was strange.)
Load More Replies...So horribly sad. Use your safety practices, they can save your life.
You can look on YouTube for some horrific industrial accidents, many involving stupidity in conjunction with forklifts.
Jeez, the one with the dude who wipes out half the warehouse. You laugh until you realize that he was buried under all of those big ass boxes on the overloaded shelving units.
Load More Replies...Worked at a funeral home for 2 years. Worked an old man's wife's funeral and thought nothing of it. About 9 months later we get a call that the removal guys were bringing back a really nasty call. Head upstairs and they come out of the elevator and the removal guys had masks on (precovid summer of 2019) sprayed with air freshener. We opened the body bag and it was the old man of the wife that had been buried 9 months prior. He died and was not found for almost 2 weeks in his house. He was black/blue/purple/green you name it. The worst smell I have ever smelled in my life. I had to remove his watch and personal belongings off of him and help put him in the cooler. They ended up cremating him. The gore and decay in that bag was scary to see as we could all end up like that after dying if no one finds us. That or the fact that all of us will decay like that underground unless we are cremated. Hit a note in my brain that day.
I wanna be composted. We have that where I live.
Load More Replies...I don't know. Yeah, it's terrible for the people who have to deal with it, but the person who lived in that body isn't there to feel the horror of it.
Deceased humans smell worse than anything else. Unless you’ve been dealt it and smelled it yourself you cannot imagine.
I was a property manager once and found a person that had been dead for about 10 days. No maggots or anything but it did have a very strong sickly sweet smell. I called the cops who determined it was natural causes. He was diabetic with kidney damage and needed dialysis very frequently. His arms were torn up from needles and they needed to put them in his neck. He stopped going to dyalysis and died shortly afterwards. The coronor guys who took him away were disgusted and they see a lot.
Load More Replies...daed people smell terrible because they s**t themselves when they die.
I saw one of my best friends wreck his motorcycle right in front of me while we ere out riding. A guy in a Jeep Liberty pulled out to make a left hand turn right in front of us. I was riding tandem behind my pal so I had plenty of time and space to see things unfold and avoid a collision. My buddy, who didn't wear any gear, crashed in to the side of the car slamming his head against the hood. This was several years ago. My buddy lived through the ordeal and I had PTSD in a bad way. But it was terrifying watching someone I've known for over 20 years crash like that.
Having ridden motorcycles, I'm always really irritated with motorcyclists who love to speed, make unpredictable maneuvers, and tailgate, and then complain when someone makes a left or right turn across them or something. Well yes that has been long documented, many drivers subconsciously don't see motorcyclists as a threat so fail to avoid them -- or you're so unpredictable they don't have time to understand how to avoid you. So drive motorbikes cautiously, not like an immortal idiot. I've just seen so many thrill-seeking adrenaline junkies on motorcycles it's hard to feel sorry for them most of the time.
I love motorcycles, met my x-bf that way. We call reckless motorcycle riders “organ donors”
Load More Replies...Used to ride. Dropped a motorBIKE doing just 45 on my favorite 'S' curve street. Woke up HOURS later. No memory of how I got home but I eventually lost half of my back teeth over the next year, tooth by tooth piece. Nobody saw it, so I don't think my ex actually believed me until he pulled out his windbreaker I was wearing and the entire right side was scrapped from the shoulder to the waist band. Apparently I flew, skidded like a skipped rock on a pond until I hit a parking block. The hair on the back of head on the right side gradually fell out in a straight line and to this day you can feel the indentation of a right angle under it. Dain bramage ensued, ain't been right since. 100% true even though I joke about it. Woke up a different person, LOTS of unfortunate things happened until major life change with medication at 50. Head injuries are...just wear a goddamn helmet.
Almost hit a motorcyclist a few years ago changing lanes in heavy traffic. I had looked before I changed lanes - both mirrors, turned my head, etc - he must have either been weaving through traffic or been in a completely blind spot. I felt really bad but I swear there had not been anyone riding a bike in the next lane seconds before. I do look for bikers both motorized and "manual".
I agree with what Paul said below, but I would add always wear a helmet. As a paramedic I’ve responded to many motorcycle accidents, many people would have lived had they just worn a helmet. I am a motorcyclist myself and I always wear a helmet and carry an extra for any passenger that wants to ride on my bike. If you don’t wanna wear a helmet, you won’t be riding on my bike.
No need to be rude, they may have misread it.
Load More Replies...I hit a priest who was riding a bicycle with my car. I remember his head breaking my windshield and thinking he was dead but luckily he had a helmet on and did not get very injured except for a few bruises. I was a teenager and this was the late 1990s.
I actually had the opposite thing happen to me when I was around 6 years old! I was riding my bicycle down the street & the local priest was driving towards me from the other direction when I hit some loose gravel & crashed. The priest was able to stop his car right in front of me. I remember looking up at the front bumper of the car & thinking it sure was clean & shiny!
How does a priest ride a bicycle with your car? I would hit him too, tbh
I was diving in the Florida keys on a very popular reef, was in about 30ft of water just kind of exploring. I came around this one corner of the reef and about 10ft from me was the biggest bull shark I have ever seen, and it was just coming towards me. This thing was at least 9-10ft long. I’ve never pulled my dive knife out faster from my ankle. Thankfully it just went on it’s way and swam right past me. I did run my hand along it as it swam by which was awesome.
OMG there's a shark.. i'm about to die.. well let me touch the shark at least!
This is why it's important to stay close to your dive buddy. So you can slash his leg then swim like hell!
You don't need to swim faster than the shark, you just have to swim faster than the other people in the water.
Load More Replies...I guess its like wanting to pet a big cat like a tiger or leopard, knowing it could kill you in an instant, but knowing you'll never get the opportunity to do it again so you take the chance.
Why? If they thought a shark was coming for them they should be prepared to defend themselves
Load More Replies...9/12/2001 I drove into DC after it happened, and the major highway (Route 50) leading in was void of all cars... literally ALL cars except mine. In leiu of cars, there was a storm of trash and debris blowing around. It was like driving through the hosts of paper bags and other trash that usually gets displaced by all the cars constantly driving the highway every second of every day forever... except on 9/12/2001.
My dad used to work at the Pentagon and he's shown us the memorial poster for the people who died in the corridor where the plane crashed.
Your poor father. That must have been devastating for him.
Load More Replies...The "missing" posters lining grand central and the sidewalks in the financial district for months afterwards. The smell, even miles away, lasted for a while, too
I remember being about 1 mile from the Pentagon, but in a totally different neighborhood, that evening. The sky was brilliantly blue, and I smelled the propane of a barbecue and thought that somehow, some day, life would return to normal... and then I realized it wasn't what I thought it was...
I imagine OP was correct in their date. It was the day after 9/11
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Person with mental illness having a violent psychotic breakdown.
Saw my 1-year old sons face from across the room while having one of those. Got out of the house right then and didn’t come back until I got someone on the phone. After a year of meds, arranging my workload and most importantly, booting toxic relatives out of our life, my son doesn’t have to see s#it like that anymore. Adults can see me angry for all I care, but not him.
it must be way more terrible for the actual person having the breakdown
I see my grandma with paranoid schisophrenia smashing peoples cars with metal pipe in the middle of the night, in her nightdress, screaming about demons and 'them', who come to her to cut her face and 'steal her skin'. I was 8.
The thing is - this is already on this list - also with an inappropriate photo.
it's scary to see... Trust me it's absolutely bone chilling terrifying to live it
I dont know where else to share this experience. No one seems to listen or understand. You can beleive me or not, its up to you, i just want to get it off my chest My best friend of more then half of my life was staying at my house for a bit until they found a more permenent safe home after getting released from one of the worst psyche wards in our area, long story short over the weeks i could see more and more of the friend id come to love wear away. They had gotten diagnosed with several mental disorders, i had too, but most of Theirs were psychotic based. I could notice that theyre meds were doing nothing beneficial. One nigh they had finally snapped i think, They were having a breakdown in my room and i went in to check on them. They were screaming about how much they hated my family, hated life, hated my dog, their dog. Theyre personality was not normal. Theyre name is Kaeya. Kaeya had started throwing things. They started going into detail about how they were gonna kill each of
my family members, they told me if i left the room they would kill my family, holding a broken peice of galss from theyre glasses that they had broken. My mom has a habit of checking in at the wrong moments, thinking she knows how to help. Kaeya looked me dead in the eye and told me if my mom walked in theyd stab her. I left the room to get them some benadryl to calm them down. I walked back in there and kaeya stood at a part of the door i couldnt see, holding a pair of fabric scissors.
Load More Replies...Come and live in Portland, Oregon, and you’ll see something like at least once a week. 🙁
Healthcare provider here. Was in my second year of school and was on clinical rounds for the summer. Next to last day had visited a cancer patient who wanted to leave AMA (against medical advice) to go home, see his cat again, and die in peace. No problem, homie, I literally want you to go see your cat. Continued rounds until we heard a code called. Rush back to find the guy’s tumor in his lungs had ruptured and he was literally spewing blood on his bed and the floor as I walked into the room. Went unresponsive and watched them do like 10 mins of CPR before calling it. Definitely had never watched someone die before that.
MD here. It is very very heartbraking how many people are kept in hospitals against their will, only because "medical advice". Even worse when they actually know they are not going to live much longer and the only thing they want is their own bed, or seeing their beloved ones just one more time. But they are forced to stay in cold, ever ligth on, no privacy or respect, hospital rooms, so hospital admin can continue billing them. And that was before covid. Now it is even unbelieveble worse
Me and my friends were climbing up and jumping off of a partially collapsed damn. The side with deep water was prob a 15 foot drop and you had to climb up the slick concrete to jump off again. The left half of the damn was whole and you could walk along the top. The right half was collapsed and had about an inch of water over it. The collapsed part was rubble with rebar and all kinds of sharp metal sticking out. I was climbing on the corner, partially over water, partially over the collapsed part, when I slipped about 1 foot from the top. One of my friends on the top grabbed the back of my life jacket at the last second and held me. For a few seconds I was fully suspended over a 60 foot drop with bad s**t at the bottom. I managed to get a hold of the damn wall again and climb back up. I owe that guy my life.
Yes, but they were being badass boys and didn't think about that until someone almost died. I grew up with 3 brothers, a boatload of boys cousins and the friends that they hung with who would do this stuff.
Load More Replies...And this is why every mother tells their kids "if everyone was jumping off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you?", in response to "ah, mom, everyone else is doing it".
When I was a kid, probably around 10, I lived in a very seedy apartment complex in San Bernardino. One evening I witnessed this dude get shot up by the mail boxes. That was scary. On another occasion, some kids who stole my bike threw a giant boulder through our window as we were watching TV. That was probably the scariest thing that happened to me directly. They did it as revenge following me directing the cops to the bike and having them retrieve it.
It looks like the mail boxes 😎 went postal. yyyyyeEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!
When I was 9 years old my mother, little brother, and I found a dead detective on the side of a country road in rural California. We were the ones who called the police and my mother who is a nurse tried to help him. He had been shot 6 times and the image the comes in my head when I remember the day is the multiple streaks of blood flowing down his bald head.
That had to be a horrible experience and nightmarish for all three of them.
When I was 9 or 10 I was in florida and we went to this arcade/pizza joint. Went to the bathroom and saw on a stall wall a boys name and that it said he was here…fast forward some time and I’m back in Indiana sitting in front of the tv as a kid and watching unsolved mysteries they begin to talk about an abducted boy who the only clue they had was that bathroom stall and his name written in it. Gave me chills and then nightmares for weeks where I saw his name carved out in the stall.
Walked outside to go to my friend's house that was just 1 house away. When I open the door and start going there, some car speeds on to the sidewalk and some guy bolts out heading straight towards me, I quickly ran inside and decided to not even go. It was around 5th grade. It was scary cuz I couldn't really determine what was happening. I was in my house, outside, and back in within the time span of 10 seconds
I was living in Naples, Italy and got off a train to see someone shoot a man feet away from me. I’ll never forget the woman who was with them screaming.
I was 12, on the way to an amusement park at 9 something in the morning. A drunk driver slowly drove off the road and into a ditch, flipped his car over on its side. Dude climbed up and out of the window. still scared me though.
I bet it is scary but si often drunk drivers are not injured in accidents due to the relaxed state of their bodies. They survive when others are not as lucky.
Creepy dude on the street in Tokyo, in denim overalls with the most terrifying look on his face standing stationary but not still as hundreds passed by without reacting and I was the only person who could see him, I was with mates, they witnessed him also. chills just thinking about it. Also was doing maintenance work in a mortuary and heard a death rattle from a body bag that had just been wheeled in. (had been asked if I would prefer he (the mortician) waited till I was done. And said I was OK if he wheeled a few in)
Air in the lungs escaping and rattling the voice cords. Or a small twitch from a muscles nerves just dieing.
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Cycling home after work in London and seeing some discarded chips and tomato sauce in the gutter. As I rode slowly past, I saw a crow pick up a chip, DIP it into the sauce, and then gobble the whole thing down. Repeatedly. I still think about sometimes, and occasionally it haunts my dreams.
I thought he was going to say they moved closer and saw that it wasn't chips and ketchup.
What, was he supposed to eat his fries without ketchup? He's not an animal for god's sake.
I'm trying to decide what was the most scary. I've seen people die through burning, shooting, electrocution, disease and car crashes. It's really gruesome. But then I realized that while those were horrible, horrible situations, I wasn't necessarily scared. When I encountered a shark in shallow water swimming towards me with its mouth slightly open, that's the most scared I have ever been. So scared, I froze. I was snorkelling, so I could see this thing under the water clear as day with my mask on, and I literally couldn't move. I watched how its teeth moved independently of its jaws, something I didn't know was possible until that very moment. That was over 40 years ago, and I still have a real problem going in any natural body of water, even if it's a pond in the middle of Europe, where there can't possibly be sharks. My brain says there are always, always sharks now.
. I understand the "sharks" thinking. I've seen a lot... but what has been scary to me... well, let's just say, yeah, I get it how you can see horrible things, but it's nto necessarily what is scary/scariest.
Load More Replies...Was walking down the block to cut through the backs of some houses to a main road. All the houses on the block backed up to an empty lot used for church parking or us riding bikes as kids. So I get to the cut through an see a Halloween dummy up in a tree. I got to the store and came back and it was still there. Blondish red hair an big eyes and flannel shirt. Jeans and no shoes just socks. Tongue out. Rope around the neck. I got home an told my dad. He went down the street but didn't come back for a while. Heard some sirens in the lot behind the house. Could barely see that end as we were on the same side of the road to look in the back lot. Turns out the kid down the road hung himself and my dad took a look and went to the parents then they called cops and ems. He was introverted and it being the end of the 70s just ended it. But I can see him clearly in my mind.
I had to skip all of this. The visualization, the sounds, the feelings, the scents. It was too much.
I specifically remember swimming with my team at the pool one day maybe two years ago and the lifeguards told us to get out because some 13 year old kid on another team had not come up. They told us to leave the building as they did CPR on him. We stood outside waiting as a ambulance came and took him away. Apparently he died in the hospital. Whenever I think of it it just reminds me of how fragile life is...
This didn't happen to me but my uncle when I was 5 years old. He was a train engineer and one day his train came up on a group of teenagers playing chicken. It was one of the boys 13th birthday. That boy was playing chicken and didn't jump up in time. The train cut him in pieces as his friends watched. That was the last day my uncle ever drove a train and he's been extremely introverted ever since. I haven't even seen him in 20 + years, he never leaves home anymore.
For me I was sitting on the couch on my then moms bosses house for thanksgiving and my sister was playing with his desert dog I look up at watch like it was in slow motion the dog look up at my sister and aimed for her face particularity her eye. Suddenly I hear MYSLEF scream and my moms boss grab the dog and throwing it outside he knew what to do in this situation because the company he owned was first aid and CPR so he ran and got his first aid kit and compressed her cheek and put a bandaid on it. It was and still is the scariest moment of my life he rushed to the hospital to find out it didn’t go to farm but It did puncture her cheek a little bit. I was in hysterics while we where driving but she is fine now.
For any new or future parents. No one tells you how hard it is. I had no family to help and my baby had colic for a year straight. It’s ok to put baby in a crib and take a shower. They don’t die from crying. You may feel like you made a big mistake and have dreams about running away. Hang in there. Talk to a doctor if it gets too stressful. My kid is seventeen now and well adjusted, happy. But I remember those days running on no sleep and crying my eyes out. Don’t believe the social media depictions of parenthood. It’s really hard.
very true. I had no cousins or younger siblings so no experience with babies. We only have 1 child who had some issues, and when we first took her home she needed bottle feeding every 2-3 hours. I was still working very long hours but feeding her too as my wife was utterly spent from birth. At the 6 month mark I was pretty sure I was hallucinating from sleep loss etc, but pulled through. Its incredibly hard. Hang in there.
Load More Replies...Working at an amusement park that was expanding. I was backstage and noticed that a crane was getting too close to a power line. The next minute, a man literally flew from the crane, landing on a steel beam next to me. The electrical charge was so powerful that it knocked his clothes and shoes off. Logically, I knew he was dead, but I ran into wardrobe, grabbing fabric to cover him because shock victims need to be kept warm. I was reprimanded by Irvin Feld for wasting brand-new costuming material. I despised that man.
It was not so scary to see, but to hear. My mother hung herself in her house and I found her. I was 37 weeks pregnant, so i was huge. I went inside the house and saw a little wet patch, I first thought it was my kitten had an accident. Then I lift my eyes and saw her hunging by the stairs. I ran to the kitchen and grab a pair of scissors and go upstairs to cut the sheet arround her neck, but it was to thight, so I cut above the knot. Then I realized that bed sheet was my unborn child's linens I was sawing just the night before. But it was not as scary as the freaking gruesome sound of her body falling down the stairs, it was the worst. Cheked her pulse, found nothing and called the police. It has been over a decade, but I can still hear that awfull and gruesome sound. And still see the scratches she made in the stairs wall behind my eyelids. Never used white bed sheets any more.
In 2019, I was picking up a friend on College St in Toronto. A 20something woman was pushing a stroller on the sidewalk, she stopped and ran across the street. A streetcar came rolling by opposite side and slammed right into the stroller. The baby was cut in half by the steel wheels and the mom was just standing there screaming. Even now when my gf wants me to pick her up from work I always tell her to meet me at the mall. Still can't look at that street the same
I'm trying to decide what was the most scary. I've seen people die through burning, shooting, electrocution, disease and car crashes. It's really gruesome. But then I realized that while those were horrible, horrible situations, I wasn't necessarily scared. When I encountered a shark in shallow water swimming towards me with its mouth slightly open, that's the most scared I have ever been. So scared, I froze. I was snorkelling, so I could see this thing under the water clear as day with my mask on, and I literally couldn't move. I watched how its teeth moved independently of its jaws, something I didn't know was possible until that very moment. That was over 40 years ago, and I still have a real problem going in any natural body of water, even if it's a pond in the middle of Europe, where there can't possibly be sharks. My brain says there are always, always sharks now.
. I understand the "sharks" thinking. I've seen a lot... but what has been scary to me... well, let's just say, yeah, I get it how you can see horrible things, but it's nto necessarily what is scary/scariest.
Load More Replies...Was walking down the block to cut through the backs of some houses to a main road. All the houses on the block backed up to an empty lot used for church parking or us riding bikes as kids. So I get to the cut through an see a Halloween dummy up in a tree. I got to the store and came back and it was still there. Blondish red hair an big eyes and flannel shirt. Jeans and no shoes just socks. Tongue out. Rope around the neck. I got home an told my dad. He went down the street but didn't come back for a while. Heard some sirens in the lot behind the house. Could barely see that end as we were on the same side of the road to look in the back lot. Turns out the kid down the road hung himself and my dad took a look and went to the parents then they called cops and ems. He was introverted and it being the end of the 70s just ended it. But I can see him clearly in my mind.
I had to skip all of this. The visualization, the sounds, the feelings, the scents. It was too much.
I specifically remember swimming with my team at the pool one day maybe two years ago and the lifeguards told us to get out because some 13 year old kid on another team had not come up. They told us to leave the building as they did CPR on him. We stood outside waiting as a ambulance came and took him away. Apparently he died in the hospital. Whenever I think of it it just reminds me of how fragile life is...
This didn't happen to me but my uncle when I was 5 years old. He was a train engineer and one day his train came up on a group of teenagers playing chicken. It was one of the boys 13th birthday. That boy was playing chicken and didn't jump up in time. The train cut him in pieces as his friends watched. That was the last day my uncle ever drove a train and he's been extremely introverted ever since. I haven't even seen him in 20 + years, he never leaves home anymore.
For me I was sitting on the couch on my then moms bosses house for thanksgiving and my sister was playing with his desert dog I look up at watch like it was in slow motion the dog look up at my sister and aimed for her face particularity her eye. Suddenly I hear MYSLEF scream and my moms boss grab the dog and throwing it outside he knew what to do in this situation because the company he owned was first aid and CPR so he ran and got his first aid kit and compressed her cheek and put a bandaid on it. It was and still is the scariest moment of my life he rushed to the hospital to find out it didn’t go to farm but It did puncture her cheek a little bit. I was in hysterics while we where driving but she is fine now.
For any new or future parents. No one tells you how hard it is. I had no family to help and my baby had colic for a year straight. It’s ok to put baby in a crib and take a shower. They don’t die from crying. You may feel like you made a big mistake and have dreams about running away. Hang in there. Talk to a doctor if it gets too stressful. My kid is seventeen now and well adjusted, happy. But I remember those days running on no sleep and crying my eyes out. Don’t believe the social media depictions of parenthood. It’s really hard.
very true. I had no cousins or younger siblings so no experience with babies. We only have 1 child who had some issues, and when we first took her home she needed bottle feeding every 2-3 hours. I was still working very long hours but feeding her too as my wife was utterly spent from birth. At the 6 month mark I was pretty sure I was hallucinating from sleep loss etc, but pulled through. Its incredibly hard. Hang in there.
Load More Replies...Working at an amusement park that was expanding. I was backstage and noticed that a crane was getting too close to a power line. The next minute, a man literally flew from the crane, landing on a steel beam next to me. The electrical charge was so powerful that it knocked his clothes and shoes off. Logically, I knew he was dead, but I ran into wardrobe, grabbing fabric to cover him because shock victims need to be kept warm. I was reprimanded by Irvin Feld for wasting brand-new costuming material. I despised that man.
It was not so scary to see, but to hear. My mother hung herself in her house and I found her. I was 37 weeks pregnant, so i was huge. I went inside the house and saw a little wet patch, I first thought it was my kitten had an accident. Then I lift my eyes and saw her hunging by the stairs. I ran to the kitchen and grab a pair of scissors and go upstairs to cut the sheet arround her neck, but it was to thight, so I cut above the knot. Then I realized that bed sheet was my unborn child's linens I was sawing just the night before. But it was not as scary as the freaking gruesome sound of her body falling down the stairs, it was the worst. Cheked her pulse, found nothing and called the police. It has been over a decade, but I can still hear that awfull and gruesome sound. And still see the scratches she made in the stairs wall behind my eyelids. Never used white bed sheets any more.
In 2019, I was picking up a friend on College St in Toronto. A 20something woman was pushing a stroller on the sidewalk, she stopped and ran across the street. A streetcar came rolling by opposite side and slammed right into the stroller. The baby was cut in half by the steel wheels and the mom was just standing there screaming. Even now when my gf wants me to pick her up from work I always tell her to meet me at the mall. Still can't look at that street the same
