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| Devy The Mutt | Dec 16 2012, 05:08 PM Post #1 |
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If it was something that traumatic, you don't have to share, but I'm just going to ask. Have you ever had a moment in life, where you were so close to either dying or getting severely injured? I know I have had one before. I used to be a pretty hardcore biker when I was like 13 years old and I ended up flipping over a car because...well...I wasn't paying attention, but I was lucky because I did land on my head, but the fact that the region of the state required helmets for 13 and under, I got saved by my cheap Tony Hawk-looking helmet. |
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| Lord Pianta | Dec 16 2012, 05:17 PM Post #2 |
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Er, I had one. It's not quite a near-death experience, nor was I really injured. But I experienced something very traumatic - a loved one tried to hurt me very badly. I guess that explains enough, I think. ^^ |
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| [Mika] Gumi | Dec 16 2012, 05:56 PM Post #3 |
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I had one today. I was turning left off the highway, because I had a green light. There were no cars coming, so I started to go out into the road and turn. However, a car appeared in front of me-literally a foot away. I slammed on my breaks. I think I stopped breathing for a second. It turns out this person ran a red light at around 65 miles per hour. I still don't want to think about what could have happened if it slammed into me-on the door...I could have been wrecked. But I'm okay. Still a bit shaky, but okay. = ] |
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| True Lycalo | Dec 16 2012, 06:03 PM Post #4 |
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Hmm, I've got quite a couple good ones. When I was 16, I was working for a program called Northwest Youth Corps. It's essentially a program where they gather 40-50 volunteers ranging in ages from 16-19, split them into groups of 4, assign them a crew leader and possibly an assistant crew leader and give them weekly projects. These projects were very outdoor oriented and revolved around trail maintenance. I was in this project where we were demolishing these aged and wooden pathways along the trails. The sides consisted of large logs and once we got these separated from the numerous planks of wood, we'd haul these logs off the trail using ropes. Now one was being rather difficult and it took a large number of the group. Some like myself were off the trail and standing near the bottom of a hill. Unbeknownst to me at the moment, I was positioned in front of a knee-high rock. We gave the log a hefty tug and it can careening at me with great speed with the bottom end facing me. Truthfully, I don't even know what happened. All I did in my state of panic was close my eyes and hope for the best. I heard this loud noise resulting from the rock and the log impacting and moments later, my eyes finally opened. I looked down and where my left leg was moments ago was those two immense objects. My knee was resting on them. I instinctively raised my leg at the last second. Pretty crazy experience and I occasionally have this phantom pain in my left leg. |
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Dec 16 2012, 07:14 PM Post #5 |
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I had to hold my dad at gunpoint once. I was about 15 or so, back when the man was seriously pounding beer by the case. It was in the winter and we had my nephew over when he was about one. Mom was holding him and he was getting all aggressive. Didn't help that she was rising to it and always has to try to win an argument. In the process, he picks up this upright vacuum cleaner and lifts it over his head while she was holding my nephew. That made something click in me. Here I was, 15 years old, weighing in around 110 or 120 pounds trying to face a man that's 52 years old, weighs in at 200+ pounds and went through several tours of Vietnam and 35 years as a sheriff's deputy. In a fist fight, I was going to lose. Hands down. And my priority was protecting that little boy. So what I did is disappear into the hallway and grab a shotgun from the gun case and load it. Live ammo. Man escalated the situation to a violent level that called for possible deadly force. At that point, I didn't care if it was my dad. It was just a sick, broken man threatening a defenseless one year old. So I came out of there, raised the gun and told him to drop the vac or else I was going to shoot him. The next few seconds were probably the most bone-chilling I've had. He looked back at me, saw the gun and the look on my face and turned. Then he slowly eased the cleaner down and I had him go to his room. Then I made the gun safe and put it away. |
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| Jace Beleren | Dec 16 2012, 08:25 PM Post #6 |
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Nothing quite so dramatic as some of you, just a little car accident... I was sitting at a red light (I was supposed to be in the other lane and forgot to get over, but I figured, It's 3AM, I can get over after the light. Well, to my surprise, a Trailblazer pulled up in the other lane. It's okay though, I could either jump the gun and get in front or wait for them to pass. Until a Nissan came flying in the Trailblazers lane, hit the bumper of the Trailblazer (at approximately 50 mph) and flipped and landed on the passenger side of my car. Luckily, because of sturdy Japanese engineering, it simply bounced off my Honda and all I felt was something similar to hitting a rock or pothole in the road. Nobody was hurt, but the Nissan landed upside down and was totalled. |
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| [Mika] Gumi | Dec 16 2012, 08:27 PM Post #7 |
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...Okay. WE, I think that counts as a bit dramatic. And it wasn't exactly little. = / |
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| Jace Beleren | Dec 16 2012, 08:36 PM Post #8 |
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If you had actually been there though, you would know what I mean. For me, all I did was look in the mirror after I heard the initial impact, saw the car flip in mid air (where time felt slowed for about three seconds) and then my car shook and then the Nissan landed next to me.... |
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| Lifio | Dec 16 2012, 11:17 PM Post #9 |
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Right now, I can clearly think of two off the top of my head. The first was before I was even born. While I directly don't remember this, I've been told this millions of times. Basically, for some reason I went into distress inside my mother, and started producing something(can't remember what it's called), which if I stayed inside, I would be killed. So I was born through cesarean section six weeks prematurely. The next was when I was eight on a holiday to Spain, we stayed in a private villa that had it's own swimming pool. Earlier that day, my family had bought swimming stuff and we had bought an orange inflatable lilo. We were just about to go out for lunch. For some bizarre reason I thought it was a perfectly sensible idea to try and stand on the lilo whilst it was in the water, and of course, I fell into the swimming pool. This would have been fine, except; I couldn't swim. Luckily though I miraculously managed to stay above water long enough for my dad to pick me up out of the pool. |
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| The Milkman | Dec 17 2012, 12:51 AM Post #10 |
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Once in China, I was going down a slope on a skateboard with big rubber wheels way too fast and when I fell, I had to roll out of it to use the momentum to not fudge myself up. Instead, I dislocated my arm and rolled down like half the hill before I smacked my face against a parked car and just lay there for a solid half an hour. Seriously yo, parked cars. Gotta watch out for that shit. Got up, walked it off, popped my radial and my ulna back together after like a week (The doctors didn't know what to make of it I guess, but they made a dandy splint for me), and no concussions. I mean you know, not very harrowing, but steep slope, unstable and jerky skateboard equated to lots of pain. Got hit by unparked cars a grand total of six times in my two years in China, though. It gets old after a while. I'd be here all day if I talked about every single individual case, so I think I'll take it in sections. Come back, drop another time I almost got my brains splattered like a piece of "fine" art. |
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| Ghost | Dec 17 2012, 12:55 PM Post #11 |
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Har har. Yeah, for being a "very cautious" little kid, I sure did have a lot of close calls. I think the worst was when I was four or five... my family was on vacation in Florida and we'd rented this cheap little hotel room in a complex that had a pool. (You can probably see where this is going.) At one point we were going out, but realized we'd forgotten something in the hotel room, so mom decided to go back to get it. I asked if I could wade in the pool, and she said yes right before leaving. There was seemingly no harm in this because the water only came up to my neck at the deepest end. My dad was also standing like 6 inches from the edge of the pool, "talking" (rather, shamelessly flirting) with the female life guard, so it seemed impossible for anything bad to happen. I decided to make a circuit around the edges of the pool. By the time I was halfway around, I'd reached the deep part, and I'd also decided that just walking in the water was really boring. I also didn't want to have to walk all the way back around. I shouted for my dad, but of course he didn't pay attention--my dad had this horrible habit of waving me off if he was in the middle of a discussion, without bothering to see if it's even an emergency. I knew if I could just swim, I could get back to the side with the steps a lot faster. I was 4-5 years old, I didn't know how someone "learns to swim"... from my perspective I might have already "learned to swim" without knowing it. (Because I'd been told that learning things like swimming was something that happened as you got older... I hadn't quite grasped the fact that there was actual effort involved, and that it wasn't just a natural process like--for instance--puberty.) So I jumped, kicked off the side of the pool to get myself going... and predictably, sank straight down. Once I was sitting on the bottom of the pool, the water pressure was too much for me to just stand back up. But nobody came to help me out of the pool. So I held my breath, and keeping my eyes mostly closed so the pool water wouldn't sting them, I crawled across the entire floor of the pool. I don't really know how long that took, because as a little kid it seemed like it was a really humongous pool, but I had so much adrenaline in me that it didn't really seem like it took that long. Apparently it was less than 3-4 minutes, since I was able to hold my breath the entire time. When I finally managed to crawl up the stairs, Dad was STILL flirting with the life guard! They had been maybe ten feet away the entire time, but both so absorbed in flirting with each other that neither of them had ever noticed that I had practically drowned right in front of them! Mom came running up to the pool about that time, too. She had seen the tail end of what had just happened (or possibly I told her, I don't really remember the conversation) and laid into both of them. We did not see that life guard again for the duration of our stay there. I also did not go back in any pool until I was around seven or eight. I was just plain too scared. A couple years later, when I was 6-7, I had another incident with water; I was in the front yard, it was hot, I was extremely thirsty, and my mom had just demonstrated to me how to drink out of a hose. So I tried to do it, swallowed a few mouthfuls of water the wrong way, and sort of passed out. I say "sort of" because I'm not sure what happened; I managed to cough a couple times, then collapsed in the grass. I could see and hear just fine, I just couldn't move at all. Mom didn't realize what had happened at first and yelled at me for something (I think she thought I was faking), then realized something was wrong for real and came running over. I recovered after a minute or two. Never drank out of a hose again, though. There were a lot of other, littler incidents of arguable danger when I was younger. This includes the time when I was 4 and I got lost behind my own house. I'd met a little girl who lived in the house right behind ours and across this street. She invited me to come over and play, and my mom agreed, with the understanding that her grandma would walk me back over in 2-3 hours. When we got to her house, the little girl turned out to be a tyrant; she wouldn't play with me, she just forced me to watch her play this board game by herself. I asked her grandma if she could call my mom, but she didn't seem to understand English very well. I told the grandma I wanted to go home and she said "okay, then go." So I walked out the door, kind of expecting her to follow, and before I could change my mind the bratty girl shut and locked it behind me! I had to walk down the huge rickety staircase outside this girl's house, and disobey my mom by running in terror across the street all by myself (the street was totally empty but it was still a big deal as a 4-year-old). The worst problem was that I had never seen my house from the back before, so basically I had no idea where I was. If it wasn't for the fact that we had a prune tree with purple leaves in our backyard, and nobody else on our street did, I still would not have been able to recognize my house. I managed to find my way into our front yard and knocked on the front door. Mom was astonished and horrified to find me there, early and totally alone (and bawling my head off by that time). I never saw that little girl again, thankfully. Some of the people I met growing up have acted like they thought my mom was overprotective, because she was rather cautious. If they just knew all the crazy stuff that happened when I was younger, I think they'd understand. 
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| BLOPS2 | Dec 17 2012, 04:41 PM Post #12 |
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Once. I was about three and at my brothers football game. I was young and reckless back then, and nearly slipped off the side into a small river with nothing but pointed rocks and some angry fish that bit everything in site. I narrowly pulled myself up, which is why I refuse to go near water unless absoultely neccesarry today. Doesn't so bad NOW, but being a reckless and stupid kid I can only imagine what would have happened. |
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Dec 17 2012, 05:24 PM Post #13 |
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The closest I can think of where anything physically happened to me when I was about ten or so. We were at my grandparents' at the time. They had this huge field in the back of their property, that I would always run across. Well, that day I decided to do just that. After a while, I looked back at something, and the next thing I knew, I had slammed right smack dab into a barbed wire fence. I had to be taken to the hospital to get a tetnus shot as a precaution. I still have a scar on my arm from the worst cut of the bunch. |
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| Elysium | Dec 18 2012, 09:59 AM Post #14 |
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I had a nasty fall once and landed on my spine and banged my head. It was very stiff for me to move for several days and I had several cuts. Could have been worse if I had been much higher. |
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| Kammy | Dec 18 2012, 10:45 AM Post #15 |
You won't get much closer, 'till you sacrifice it all.
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I remember when I was 7 or 8, I was at some plane museum with my family and I found it incredibly boring. So imagine my reaction upon seeing something at least a little bit fun, some small trampolines that you could have a 5 minute turn with, if you paid a little. Despite the sign saying "No somersaults", I saw some of the older kids doing all kinds of flips and whatnot, so I decided I'd try and imitate them. Big mistake. I ended up falling incredibly awkwardly and hitting my neck on the metal bar outlining the trampoline. I couldn't feel anything and I screamed and screamed. ;P But yeah, an ambulance phone call later and after being wheeled into the vehicle on a stretcher, surrounded by onlookers, we discovered at the hospital that it was just a sprain- but I couldn't turn my neck and I could barely walk. And I had to wear a neck brace for a month or so. >_>; |
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