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Scary Moments In Your Life

Was headed from Snowflake to Phoenix coming back from a wedding. It's a bunch of mountains/cliffs you weave through at a really high elevation. Sign for curve gave a speed limit around the curve. It didn't look bad. I was probably doing 20 over (this number could be inaccurate). Thought I was in control. The curve ended up being much sharper and quicker than it look and there was dirt and gravel on the road. The car slid sideways across the gravel, into the other lane and then into the shoulder almost hitting that small little railing (huge cliff). Had there been a car coming the other way, I would have hit them. Had I been going any faster, we would have gone off that cliff. My older sister was in the car asleep. She had no idea why happened. For years, just thinking about that would give me chills because it seemed so real we could have easily died, but in reality nothing at all happened.
 
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Was headed from Snowflake to Phoenix coming back from a wedding. It's a bunch of mountains/cliffs you weave through at a really high elevation. Sign for curve gave a speed limit around the curve. It didn't look bad. I was probably doing 20 over (this number could be inaccurate). Thought I was in control. The curve ended up being much sharper and quicker than it look and there was dirt and gravel on the road. The car slid sideways across the gravel, into the other lane and then into the shoulder almost hitting that small little railing (huge cliff). Had there been a car coming the other way, I would have hit them. Had I been going any faster, we would have gone off that cliff. My older sister was in the car asleep. She had no idea why happened. For years, just thinking about that would give me chills because it seemed so real we could have easily died, but in reality nothing at all happened.
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Crazy.

So I guess on a somewhat lighter note, than cancer and death...we were driving from Reno to SLC to visit the fambly several years ago. We were driving up Golconda summit and I was working to pass a diesel in our minivan. We were doing something like 70 or 75 up the hill. My wife had developed a case of hiccups that was bugging her (she hates that). The kids all talked in the back of the van and decided they wanted to help mom get over her hiccups. They crept noiselessly forward until all 3 of the older ones were directly between my wife and my seats. I was focusing on getting past the diesel, she was reading or something. Then all 3 of those helpful little angels screamed as loudly as they could right in my ear (I guess both of our ears), hoping to scare the hiccups out of my wife. I jumped as if I had been shot and wrenched on the steering wheel. In about a millionth of a second I jumped clear across the next lane, missing the diesel by maybe a millionth of an inch, and found myself completely on the opposite shoulder. I have no idea how we did not roll the vehicle. I slammed on the breaks, and we graveled to a stop just inches from a 6 or 8 foot drop off that would have certainly caused us to roll. I almost needed a new pair of pants, and if I hadn't left the car immediately I probably would have been short a few kids that day. Hard to get too mad when they were trying to help, but I found a way!
 
Sunovabitch. I just wrote out this big old comment and then it didn't post. I'll try again mañana.
 
Back in the day, there was this guy pushing me around in school. One day he dropped out. Or at least I thought, everyone thought he did. Then one day he came back. I think that was the scariest moment I had. Wait. It wasn't fear. It was thinking "God must have hated me big time." But things went pretty darn well afterwards. I stopped being a chicken. Up to this day, I still don't know why I let people push me around. I guess I'm a nicer person than I should be. I get scared of fighting. But when it's unavoidable, I go into berserk mode.



I think I know. The scariest moment must be the earthquake happened back in, I don't know, 10 years ago? There were consecutive quakes, but that last one was pretty shaking and kept shaking for such a long time that I was thinking "So this is the experience and feeling that people suffer debris imprisonement after earthquakes. But since nothing happened, it must be a lot worse. God save those people threatened by the earthquakes. And as always, earthquakes don't kill, buildings do.
 
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Back in the day, there was this guy pushing me around in school. One day he dropped out. Or at least I thought, everyone thought he did. Then one day he came back. I think that was the scariest moment I had. Wait. It wasn't fear. It was thinking "God must have hated me big time." But things went pretty darn well afterwards. I stopped being a chicken. Up to this day, I still don't know why I let people push me around. I guess I'm a nicer person than I should be. I get scared of fighting. But when it's unavoidable, I go into berserk mode.



I think I know. The scariest moment must be the earthquake happened back in, I don't know, 10 years ago? There were consecutive quakes, but that last one was pretty shaking and kept shaking for such a long time that I was thinking "So this is the experience and feeling that people suffer debris imprisonement after earthquakes. But since nothing happened, it must be a lot worse. God save those people threatened by the earthquakes. And as always, earthquakes don't kill, buildings do.
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Earthquakes top everything(and I had plenty of scary moments). Goodness, that feeling that you realize you are just a big nothing, everything even the biggest things are just shaking like they are nothing, the whole ground with a horrendous rumble from the very deep, just moves around like it's made of soft paper. It's just no doubt the scariest feeling I've ever had in my life.
 
Enes CanTear You Apart said:
Earthquakes top everything(and I had plenty of scary moments). Goodness, that feeling that you realize you are just a big nothing, everything even the biggest things are just shaking like they are nothing, the whole ground with a horrendous rumble from the very deep, just moves around. It's just no doubt the scariest feeling I've ever had in my life.
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Perfect definition for that.
 
Nothing to terribly scary in my life so far..... But I remember once my car ( tiny Mazda 323) jumped of the road in winter after sliding and spinning couple times around on the icy highway. Had my wife and 1 year old at that time in back seat ( just as she decided to take her out of the car seat to give her some breastfeeding lol). Everything happened so fast that there was basically no time to get scared, I remember just screamed that we going to crash and than we just jumped from the road into the field. Nothing even happened to the car except exhaust came lose. It was about 1 foot of snow in the field which I guess made landing soft and safe. When I was driving through the same place numerous times after that accident I could not marvel at how lucky we were. Had it happened 50-100 meters before, there was row of solid trees which we would have hit for sure. 50 meters after that little field where we landed and it was about 10 metres deep slope/ditch near the road. I guess that's how stories about guardian angels come to life...
 
Okay, let's try this again...
I have a few violence stories, a few vehicle related stories, and a dozen or so from Honduras; but I won't bother with those. The two I'm going to share are about my kids. For me, nothing scares me more than health issues with my kids.
When my third kid was born, she had what's called a "sacral dimple". This is a big indicator of many possible things wrong with the spine/spinal column. As we're sitting in the hospital maternity ward listening to the nurses explain all this we started getting scared. When we got out of the hospital and took her to her pediatrician, he started explaining it all again. He signed us up for an MRI to look at everything. Taking my one week old daughter to get an MRI was not a fun experience. They had to knock her out to make sure she would stay still enough long enough for the MRI to work. It absolutely sucked watching her eyes roll into the back of her head as the medicine took effect. But, thankfully, everything was cleared and she's a happy, healthy 4 year old. She still has the dimple, though. It looks like an extra little bum hole right at the top of her bum crack.
My oldest daughter suffers from random violent migraines. All the sudden she will start to look sick, complain about her head hurting, vomit, and then be back to normal. All in the span of 5-10 minutes. We'd mentioned it to her pediatrician a couple of times and he asked us to chart her activities and food when it happened. We couldn't come up with a pattern on any of that. The next time she went in, he started looking into her eyes. We asked what his thoughts were. He said something to the effect of "I don't want to speculate, but there's a couple of things it could be that I want to look into". We asked what he meant and he said "just a couple things I'm looking for that are indicators". Naturally, we jumped to the worst conclusion and assumed tumors. He confirmed that's what he was talking about, but emphasized that he highly doubted it. Back to Primary Children's and the MRI machine we went. Again, thankfully, she was cleared of all that, but that week while we waited to get into the MRI was sooooo looooong and scary.
 
Duck Rodgers said:
I have had the surfing while sharks are near me experience a few times. That's scary, though I think they are like Bears....in that they are only scary when they are new to you. Once you're around them enough, you see that they probably have more going on thinking wise than they get credit for. They aren't always out to get you. They just want to be loved.......
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And fed. Keep your pet fed and they will love you for life.. but sharks, man it could cost an arm and a leg to feed them.
Eat you out of house and home.
Worse than teenagers.
 
In Turkey, car drivers are not like car drivers in Europe. They don't care for pedestrians. They stop over crossings and step on the gas when they see the yellow light not to get caught at the red. It gets dangerous sometimes. Bear this in mind if you are visiting Turkey.

So what happened to me was that a bus was halfway through a crossing when green light for pedestrians lighted up. A number of people crossed the street so he couldn't get through. When I tried to get across I was the only one so he started the bus and gave me a little push. I jumped on instinct and tried to push the bus(lol) when I landed I was one step away from where I have been. Naturally I looked at the bus driver, we came eye to eye and I said "son of a bitch". I turned my back and started to walk like the cool kid I am but all I was thinking was how he got crowbar out opened the door and came after me. I couldn't look back. That **** happens and gets you in hospital if you are lucky.
 
#1- Doing the heimlich maneuver on my 4 year old. Thank God she was ok.

#2- Watching a guy wreck and die on his bullet bike. Luckily the girl on the back survived but she looked like hamburger.
 
Mmmmm.... hamburger.
 
Stoked said:
Tell some of the scary moments in your life.

When I was living down in Honduras, on my mission, we were walking down a street around 6 PM and passed this local bar. Well a couple of the patrons were outside and saw us. They started following us and shooting insults and what not. Well eventually they got my companion to turn around and that is when the drunks pulled their guns. I found myself staring down the barrel of a revolver for about 5 minutes. My way of expressing fear is thru anger. I wanted to rip this man's arms off and beat him with them. Finally a couple of women passed by and drew the drunks attention and my companion and I were gone.

First time I stared down the barrel of a gun pointed at my face. Man oh man was that a sobering moment.
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Might be truer in my case that I just don't have what it takes to get scared.

Might have some root in my fundamental arrogance towards the Universe.

On my mission some drunks followed me and my companion late at night, by mission rule standards that is, like maybe nine PM. They were saying "Ibagsak ang Imperialong Cano". I didn't turn around, so I don't know if they had knives or guns or just alcohol fumes. One started hitting me on my back and I just shrugged it off and kept walking.

A couple of times I was in a vehicle doing somersaults, flips,a nd bounces at high velocity, but again I lacked sense to actually be afraid.

Firefighters, on the other hand, have more of that "sense" than many city slickers surviving in ghettos. We had a deer roast on our mountain a week or two ago, and there were about forty firefighters camped out at the foot of the mountain. My neighbor reports he went up to their camp and asked them why they weren't fighting the fire. A variety of reasons were offered, like "It's too dangerous" and "It's not allowed to fight fires in Wilderness Areas".

They did not, however, have sense enough not be drunk.
 
Reading all these stories makes me feel like I've walked on water all my life. Nothing remotely scary has ever happened to me.
 
[size/HUGE] boobs [/size];888295 said:
One time i wore my pajama shirt to the sixth grade bros. saved it. I made this nerd switch me shirts for dat choco milk doe EYE
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At first I thought you had dropped out of character then I realized, nah, that fits.
 
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