Scariest moment of your life?
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Vanilla Bear
Bears For Life
Seeing the dead body of a family's friend who died of lung cancer. I was like 11 or so and he was only bones and skin.
Also a few years later seeing my dead aunt who commited suicide. It wasn't really seeing her, but how it happened. It was just the first second, because I wasn't prepared to see her. We got to a room which I thought would be some kind of a vestibule or something, because it was so small, but immediately after I entered the room I was standing next to her open coffin. That was really a shock for second. I had to turn around and take a deep breath outside. Then I re-entered the room and it was okay. Sad, but okay. And she didn't look so scary as the family's friend.
Also a few years later seeing my dead aunt who commited suicide. It wasn't really seeing her, but how it happened. It was just the first second, because I wasn't prepared to see her. We got to a room which I thought would be some kind of a vestibule or something, because it was so small, but immediately after I entered the room I was standing next to her open coffin. That was really a shock for second. I had to turn around and take a deep breath outside. Then I re-entered the room and it was okay. Sad, but okay. And she didn't look so scary as the family's friend.
Joking aside, being told my dad had cancer was pretty scary. I was 19. I was more scared then than I was for the months actually leading to his death.
Although "we need to talk" did used to terrify me because I always assumed it was either going to be about pregnancy or her dumping me, both of which filled me with dread.
Although "we need to talk" did used to terrify me because I always assumed it was either going to be about pregnancy or her dumping me, both of which filled me with dread.
Mayhem
Banned
I lost my footing while flyfishing and the current dragged me under an overturned tree that was in the river. I went under the tangle of roots, my waders filled up with water so I was both pinned and sinking. Luckily I had taken a deep breath so I stripped out of the waders and my shirt that was caught and basically climbed the roots to the surface. I was a pretty sorry sight walking home.
Another time that wasn't scary but I have reflected on: I was climbing WA20 and a mile shy of the summit of Washington Pass when the stabilizer bar on my car snapped. My car started wobbling like a fishing lure. No problem, I pulled to the side of the road. But if I had reached the summit, my modus operendi is to put the car in neutral and coast down, upward of 80 mph. If the bar had snapped 5 minutes later, it would have been real ugly.
Another time that wasn't scary but I have reflected on: I was climbing WA20 and a mile shy of the summit of Washington Pass when the stabilizer bar on my car snapped. My car started wobbling like a fishing lure. No problem, I pulled to the side of the road. But if I had reached the summit, my modus operendi is to put the car in neutral and coast down, upward of 80 mph. If the bar had snapped 5 minutes later, it would have been real ugly.
Getting hit on the back quarter panel on the passenger side on the Dan Ryan, fishtailed and almost went over the snow bank that was plowed onto the left shoulder onto to the L tracks.
Would of been cooked from the third rail.
Would of been cooked from the third rail.
I was about 10 years old. It was a hot [NOBABE]Summer Night[/NOBABE] when all of the kids in my block got together and just were outside and having fun. We didn't do any damage or whatever - just spent time talking and enjoying being a kid. We did play some "Ding, Dong, Ditch" where we would ring the doorbell of a neighbor and run away so that when they opened the door no one was there. Back then this could be done and the people opening the door would do so and laugh - they knew it was us anyway.
BUT - like all neighborhoods there was always ONE house where you just avoided, You didn't wanna fuck with the guy who lived there because he was bad news. We did almost every house in the block and laughed and had fun avoiding the ONE house you knew to avoid. That is until my cousin, without warning any of us what he was going to do so we could all be hidden, rang the doorbell of the guy you simply didn't wanna fuck with. He rang it and then comes running out saying he did it. There were about 10+ of us and we were mortified. I don't think any of us have ever run that fast before in our lives.
I have no idea where everyone else went but I found a spot and I stayed there for about 30 minutes. If the guy listened he could have heard my heartbeat it was beating that loudly. This is a guy who would answer the door with a gun - loaded. This was by far the scariest moment of my life because I wasn't sure how much longer my life would have lasted had he found me or any of us. This was 30+ years ago, the guy is long since dead, but I am scared now just thinking of it.
BUT - like all neighborhoods there was always ONE house where you just avoided, You didn't wanna fuck with the guy who lived there because he was bad news. We did almost every house in the block and laughed and had fun avoiding the ONE house you knew to avoid. That is until my cousin, without warning any of us what he was going to do so we could all be hidden, rang the doorbell of the guy you simply didn't wanna fuck with. He rang it and then comes running out saying he did it. There were about 10+ of us and we were mortified. I don't think any of us have ever run that fast before in our lives.
I have no idea where everyone else went but I found a spot and I stayed there for about 30 minutes. If the guy listened he could have heard my heartbeat it was beating that loudly. This is a guy who would answer the door with a gun - loaded. This was by far the scariest moment of my life because I wasn't sure how much longer my life would have lasted had he found me or any of us. This was 30+ years ago, the guy is long since dead, but I am scared now just thinking of it.
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BlkHawk
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My father and I were sorting cattle one day, when a sudden storm came up. He was standing next to the gate when a peel of thunder spooked the cattle. One of them jumped, and landed on the gate bending it in half and knocking it onto my father. He went down under it, then 40 cattle stampeded over him. I saw several hooves strike him on his back, and neck. He wasn't moving when I got there, but as soon as I threw the gate off of him, he got up, shook it off, got a new gate, and went back to sorting cattle. I was a teenager then, and absolutely sure he would be dead or paralyzed, all he had were bruises and some stiff joints for a few days.
Those were Charolais steers between 1,600 and 1,800 pounds each, I have no idea how he survived that.
Those were Charolais steers between 1,600 and 1,800 pounds each, I have no idea how he survived that.
I was a police chief at this new england beach resort when one summer there was a rash of fatal shark attacks so the powers that be sent me, a marine biologist and a salty boat captain/shark hunter to go find this killer. Long story short, it turned out to be a great white shark and it ate the boat captain and sank the boat we were on. Luckily there happened to be an oxygen tank or what not in it's mouth and I shot it with a rifle and it exploded. F'n scary.
The 2nd most scariest moment in my life was when I was 18. I had a summer job at this resort with about a 30 mile commute. I was running late one morning and decided to take a shortcut down this country road that ran parallel to main two-lane highway to avoid any traffic or police. It was still dark and a bank of fog had rolled in but I was in such a hurry I didn't slow down much. As I was going down this connecting road back to the highway I blew through a stop sign at about 60 mph and crossed both lanes of that highway before I could even think to hit the brakes. It's one of those moments where you're sure you're going to die. There just happened to be a gravel driveway to someone's property on the other side, otherwise I would've slammed into an embankment or a bunch of trees at full clip. I dodged two bullets that day.
The 2nd most scariest moment in my life was when I was 18. I had a summer job at this resort with about a 30 mile commute. I was running late one morning and decided to take a shortcut down this country road that ran parallel to main two-lane highway to avoid any traffic or police. It was still dark and a bank of fog had rolled in but I was in such a hurry I didn't slow down much. As I was going down this connecting road back to the highway I blew through a stop sign at about 60 mph and crossed both lanes of that highway before I could even think to hit the brakes. It's one of those moments where you're sure you're going to die. There just happened to be a gravel driveway to someone's property on the other side, otherwise I would've slammed into an embankment or a bunch of trees at full clip. I dodged two bullets that day.
I don't really know... maybe something when I was a kid and doing things like; getting a fast ride with a snowmobile around the snowfields... that was pretty scary at that time. Also when I was riding a horse first time and had horse doing some galloping... very scary. I used to see some pretty scary monster nightmares couple times also when I was a kid. Some high up places and jumping from a roof to roof was pretty scary too... Not forgetting how scary it was sometimes to keep a presentation in front of a full school class as a kid? Probably some normal things like that... All very scary things to do as a kid...
I've been in fights, seen knifes from a close range and caught in by a water current when I couldn't even swim yet, been attacked randomly by a dog which bit my leg, being driven over by a car and so on, but none of those were really "scary" at their moments and I didn't even realize that knife had hit me before tasting the blood in my mouth...
I've been in fights, seen knifes from a close range and caught in by a water current when I couldn't even swim yet, been attacked randomly by a dog which bit my leg, being driven over by a car and so on, but none of those were really "scary" at their moments and I didn't even realize that knife had hit me before tasting the blood in my mouth...
Considered yourself as a cat with nine lives.
Ace Bandage
The one and only.
I was visiting my parents' house for the week during my summer vacation. At the time, they had recently just built an awesome house in an upper class gated community. I was sleeping on the couch on the ground floor (I'm more comfortable on a couch than in a bed that's not mine) right below a window. Since it was a beautiful, cool night, they had left the windows open for the night.
During the night, I remember hearing some noise, but I didn't want to open my eyes. For all I knew, I was dreaming. I also couldn't even place what the sound was. But I kept hearing it and so I woke up. It took my eyes a few seconds to adjust, but when I looked up, I saw someone trying to stick his leg in through the window. I was just stunned. I didn't know how to react. It had me completely dumbfounded. I stared at him for a split second and then I just kind of mumbled, "What are you doing, man?"
One of them said, "Let's go." And I sat straight up in time to see two guys running off. It all happened in a matter of seconds, but it seemed like an eternity. After they ran off, I looked at the screen and noticed that it was cut - that was probably the sound that I couldn't place. With the blinds still being most of way up, they couldn't see in the house to know that I was sleeping there. Once they heard me talk, they just scattered.
I walked up to the second floor and just sort of casually yelled for my mom to call the police. Both of them were almost immediately awake. I quickly told them what happened, and then they my step dad called the police... he was much calmer than my mom. We filed a report with the police department. My parents never had any break-ins again and none of their neighbors ever reported anything similar either. It was just sort of an anomaly I guess.
It's impossible to know what their motives were or what they would have done if they had gotten inside. I'm glad I was sleeping there that night though. Who knows what could have gone down otherwise...
During the night, I remember hearing some noise, but I didn't want to open my eyes. For all I knew, I was dreaming. I also couldn't even place what the sound was. But I kept hearing it and so I woke up. It took my eyes a few seconds to adjust, but when I looked up, I saw someone trying to stick his leg in through the window. I was just stunned. I didn't know how to react. It had me completely dumbfounded. I stared at him for a split second and then I just kind of mumbled, "What are you doing, man?"
One of them said, "Let's go." And I sat straight up in time to see two guys running off. It all happened in a matter of seconds, but it seemed like an eternity. After they ran off, I looked at the screen and noticed that it was cut - that was probably the sound that I couldn't place. With the blinds still being most of way up, they couldn't see in the house to know that I was sleeping there. Once they heard me talk, they just scattered.
I walked up to the second floor and just sort of casually yelled for my mom to call the police. Both of them were almost immediately awake. I quickly told them what happened, and then they my step dad called the police... he was much calmer than my mom. We filed a report with the police department. My parents never had any break-ins again and none of their neighbors ever reported anything similar either. It was just sort of an anomaly I guess.
It's impossible to know what their motives were or what they would have done if they had gotten inside. I'm glad I was sleeping there that night though. Who knows what could have gone down otherwise...
Mr. Daystar
In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
Probably the nano second I had to yell "OH FUCK",before I hit a car head on, on my Harley a couple of years ago, and then a couple of days latter. I was beyond pissed after it happened...but a couple of days latter I had a chance to think about how bad it could have really been. I was real lucky, most people don't know how I got up and walked away from it. If you search for a thread in this section titled, "how I Spent My Fathers Day", you can see the pictures of the bike and car.
