Have you ever cheated death? Or come close?

[LAguy]

I am interested in reading about anybody's experiance as to how they cheated death. Has it ever happened to you? Certainly to me!

It was a December cold day. School had just let out and I was walking through an alley between two buildings with a group of friends. I happened to be in front of the group shuffling at a faster pace. With in the frame of about 3 seconds, I heared behind me the surprisd voices of my friends. The ones that stood out most was "Oh Shit!" and "Whoa,watch out!". Instinctively, I whirled around and saw the whole bunch looking up with this certain expression that made my skin crawl. Total horror. I don't know why or how I knew what to do, I just ducked away as fast as possible avoiding an icicle at least 10 feet long shattering on the icy pavement where a millasecond ago I was standing upon. I sort of fell down after it hit and watch the ice splinters hit me in the face. My friends say it would have split me down the middle.

[flatliner]

I got into a car crash once. The stupid fucker didn't make his stop and slammed into us. I'm not shitting you man, I really saw my life flash and then BANG. I was lucky and I only ended up with a sprained neck. Also when I was young, some creep in a dark van offered me a ride. I said no and he drove off. I'm really not sure but he kinda looked like a freaky child molester, maybe he was.

[Emo]

When i was 5 and in kindergarten, I was hanging off of a tree branch over a piece of rusty metal, i sliped off and fell and hit the side of my head on it, and i broke my head open, i had tonns of blood gushing out, I couldn't get up so this stupid teacher comes up to me and gives me a fuckin band aid. Thank god another one came by and she called my dad and 911 and i got taken to the emergency and i was too affraid of stiches so they used glue ^_^

another time i went out after it rained and i was running and jumped up and grabbed on to a tree branch cause i wanted to swing on it ( what is with me and tree branches? ) and since it was wet my hands sliped as i was going forward, so i fell and hit the back of my head on the concrete. Thank god i was with my friend cause i passed out, he went and got my parents, they picked me up and carried me to the hospital and i woke up about 3 hours later and i had a concussion, my vision was blurry for a few days
http://www.joblo.com/ubb/frown.gif
that was one of the suckiest experiences ever

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[malaria]

When I was a kid I once saved my family from being gassed to death in our sleep by discovering on a midnight excursion to the fridge the cooker gas ring on full blast. Another time I went into my brothers room - who has a fetish for making airfix airplanes and saw a little fire burning in the corner. I turned on the light and found a highly inflammable 1 litre spray can with a plastic tube running to the nozzle which was on fire and acting as a fuse. If I had discovered it five minutes later... [involuntary shudder].

[The Rob]

<font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">stupid teacher comes up to me and gives me a fuckin band aid. </font>


OH GOD THAT'S FUCKING HILLARIOUS!!!!

[izombie]

A few years back I was in charge of an interior firefighting crew at a structure fire we thought was in the attic. The house itself was a balloon construction (This is an older style of construction, there are no fire stops inside the walls, they basically reach from the basement to the attic).

The owner of the house was remodeling the house and we had no visible access to the the basement, as we were crawling across the 1st floor in medium smoke conditions it took a minute to register that my knees were cooking through my gear and the seat of the fire was in the basement, I immediately pulled the team out and about a minute or so later the first floor ended up in the basement.

[Wwl66]

A few years back me and some friends were going to meet some girls at the mall in town.We met up at one guys house and were going from there.We were a little late so when I said I forgot my wallet,they got pissed.So I told them to go ahead and I'd meet them there later.sO when I got to the mall all the girls were there but my friends hadn't shown up yet. Later on I found out they got into a car wreck .The whole right side of the car got tore up killing my friend who was driving.Guess I was lucky because before I left to go back home I was sitting right behind him on the passenger side.

[Lindsey]

Well a couple of years back I was supposed to ride with my mom to a friends house.I changed my mind at the last minute so she went by herself.As she was about to make a left at a 4 way stop this truck slammed into the passenger side,taking out that whole side.If I was with my mom,sitting in that seat, I could have been killed.It was that last minute change that saved my life.

[Hauntedween]

Ive been shot at before and had a gun pulled out on me when I was a teen experimenting with the gang life , but Thats not me now Far from that but everything ive been through made me a stronger and wiser person .

[Horror whore]

I got hit by a car in Toronto after eating at McDonalds. I fell to the ground and a bus was coming, my dad ran out and pulled me to the curb. I now know to look both ways before crossing the street with a big mac in my hands....

[The Rob]

Do SEVERE concussions count?

[Elgyn]

Two times.
1. I took way too much GHB (a liquid drug that is very dangerous, don`t try it!) and I almost died. I was rushed to the ER and recovered.
2. I got way too drunk, and of course, decided to drive home. Well, I didn`t get home - I smashed into a parked construction vehicle and completely totalled my car. Every INCH of my car was COMPLETELY SMASHED, except for the DRIVER`S SEAT. I guess God was looking out for me that night, though I probably didn`t deserve it. And if anyone else had been in the car, they would`ve died.
P.S. - Yes, I know, I will never be mistaken for the World`s Brightest Man.

[MICHAELvoorhees]

I was walking across ice because it was supposed to be strong enough for one person to walk across, and I had to get my little sister, so I tried but the stupid ice broke (and I am not that big, but I was back then I guess)

[pizowell]

i'm a messenger of death.

[SUPER LOVER MAN]

once i got hit by a car.

[Jimkrim]

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[Lindsey]

lol,that's some story Jim!

[Jimkrim]

hey it wasnt funny...... i almost friggin died...i even forgot about the part with the moose

[LAguy]

Anybody else???

[PrinceOfDarkness]

I once went 2 weeks without gettin any cuz my gurl was in the hospital,that sucked but thankfully she recovered and saved my life http://www.joblo.com/ubb/biggrin.gif

[meltingman]

Once when I was visiting my girlfriend (my future wife), we were out late, drinking all night. On my way home alone to my apartment, I fell asleep driving on the freeway, doing 70. I woke up just in time to see my car bang into the side of a 24? wheel rig. I next went into the side wall of the freeway. The whole accident lasted about 5 seconds, but it felt like hours. I remember having a prolonged train of thought about what would happen to my car, taking it in for repair, not being able to finally have sex with my girlfriend (we were almost there), what I was going to so the next day, next week etc.

I felt I was in a dream or in a movie. I slowly got out of my car and walked down the freeway onramp (around 4 am.) Incredibly, I walked right into an all night medical clinic! I asked how I looked? I felt like a zombie. My head hurt like hell. I thought I might be a bloody mess.

The next day I went out to see my car. It was bent in two, including the axle. It was totaled. Amazingly, nothing happened to me. I walked away from that crash and cheated death.

[Zing!]

This is going to be a long story - but I swear to God on a stack of bibles that it is true.

When I was sixteen year old sophmore in high school back in 1988, myself and about fifteen of my friends (about half boys and half girls) had a big party at a cabin in a secluded wooded area on the edge of town (I know that sounds totally cliche but I swear it's true - this was in a small town in Iowa and you could actually follow the railroad tracks and walk right back into town) Anyway - at this party there was one dude named Troy who was a great person, but got out of control every time he drank (there is always one of these guys at every high school party I think). Well, the party was really getting good and everyone was having a great time, but Troy was getting seriously smashed and starting to act stupid. I remember a group of about five or six of us standing just outside of the front door next to this rusty flag-pole, and Troy was fooling around busting shit and pretty much acting like an idiot. Well, he got the idea he wanted to pull the flag-pole out of the ground. So he starts yanking it back and forth trying to loosen it when suddenly it snaps at the base and comes sailing down - hitting a girl named Jody right in the head. All I can say is, I'm glad it was dark out because I know I would have puked if I saw more of the blood. I only caught a glimpse and it was GUSHING out from her scalp. She was crying and people were freaking out. About half the people went with her to the hospital to get stitches, the other half stayed behind because Troy was absolutely smashed and talking about killing himself. He was slurring his words saying "I killed her... I killed Jody..." and saying he deserved to die. Next thing I know Troy is inside the cabin and has found a bottle of Bacardi 151 and is swigging it!!! I tried to grab it from him but he started swinging and kicking - so everyone figured we'd just wait until he puked or passed out and then grab it from him (he's a damn big guy and strong as hell - I'm not a pussy but I wasn't going to fuck with him). So we were all sitting by the fireplace, keeping and eye on Troy when he suddenly sat up from his chair and said (I swear to Christ this is true!) he said: "I'm going to kill you all." Totally calm and matter-of-fact. Then he spun around a couple of times and DOVE OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW! Me and my friend Pat couldn't believe it! We looked at each other with open mouths and rushed to the window. It was only a few feet drop, and he was lying right outside moaning. We rushed outside and around the cabin and tried to drag him back inside but he started fighting us off again. He eventually ran into the woods so me and Pat said "fuck this let's get out of here!" So we run inside and tell everyone we're getting the hell out of here and who has the keys to the van? Well, of course, Jody had the keys. So we decide we'll hide in the van and lock ourselves in since Troy could get in the cabin anytime he wanted through the busted window. So everyone goes to the van and gets in, meanwhile I'm still in the cabin getting blankets and food (I know, I know - a completely stupid horror movie thing to do, but what can I say? I guess people actually do stupid shit when they're put in that situation). So I come out with armfuls of stuff and Troy is standing right in front of the van holding the flag-pole and screaming "I'll kill you!" and shit like that! So I'm about shitting my pants and I drop everything and sneak all the way around in the woods to the back of the van and climb up the ladder on the back door and lay flat on the roof - where I can see him and jump if I have to. Eventually he dropped the flag-pole and somehow made it back inside the cabin. I got down and got inside the van and we waited for about an hour before deciding we better go check on him to make sure he hadn't managed to really kill himself. So we all went back in and of course he was in his sleeping bag right in front of the fire sleeping in a puddle of puke and the embers from the fire were popping and burning little holes in his sleeping bag. So we pulled him away from the fire and then crawled up into the loft to wait for morning (pulling the ladder up behind us!) Well, the rest of the night went on without incident and Troy didn't remember jack shit about what he did the next morning. We told him everything but he still won't talk about it to this day. The funniest part of the story (actually not very funny, but kind of in a weird way) was that when we first got to the cabin earlier that night Pat jokingly said to me: "Find the axe and anything else sharp and hide it - we don't want Troy getting his hands on it!" and we did too. There was a hatchet by the woodpile that we hid inside the cabin just being funny at the time. I'm glad we did now. I know this sounds totally made up and no one will believe it, but I guess I wouldn't have bothered to type a damn book if it weren't true. So call it bullshit if you want, all I can say is I was there and it really happened.



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[Elgyn]

zing - yikes! Bad drunks are scarier than Jason or Michael Myers any day!

[Zing!]

Amen to that! Thank God he met a good woman that straightened him out - he's on the wagon now and only drinks O'Douls.

[The Boogyman]

yeah this scared the crap outta me--

once when i was in mississippi for the holidays, we got into a car acident. you see, my dad likes to drive very fast, and he was going about 70 down this highway and i thik the speed limit was like 60. anyways, the car cathches up with us and just is riding right next to us. i told my dad to slowdown and let this dude pass, and my mom also said th smae thing, so my dad did what we told and the car went ahead of us... untill about 40 feet ahead of us, there was an intersection with no lights or stopsigns, just where a car pulled out when i it wanted to. anyways, a car sped around the corner, without looking and plowed into the drivers side the car that was driving next to us. we got out to help the people, there was a litle girl and her mom in it, and some old lady that hit them in some expensive suburban. the mom and her child were all bloody and i think the lady broke her neck. if we didnt tell our dad to slow down, we wouldve probably been hit... it was scary cuz i was sitting in the drivers side of the van...
*coughs* FINAL DESTINATION! *coughs
*clears trought*

[Mojo67821]

One night me and two of my friends went to the store to get something to mix vodka with...well my friend had already had his share but he looked alright so he drove....

On the way home he got all rowdy (he does that sometimes) and started fucking with this kid ahead of us, like flashing his lights at him and stuff...so the kid turns down some road, and we turn down the next one so my friend can make a U-turn

well drunk as he was he started flying at about 65 miles an hour down this road, thinking it curved at the end...well it didn't... we were flying at about 65 towards a freaking guard rail on a cold winter night...

he didn't have his high beams on so I"m squinting trying to figure out what the hell that thing was in the distance, well by the time I figured out it was a guard rail it was too late...

he slammed on the brakes but he was going to fast, we nailed the guard rail and none of us had our seatbelts on...worse than that the car actually slid under the guard rail so the bumper didn't hit it, well that's where the airbag sensors are so they didn't go off... I slammed my head off the windshield...

as if that wasn't bad enough the next day we went back to check out the skid marks and when we looked over the guardrail we realized that there was about a 50 foot embankment on the other side...

then one of my friends pointed out to me that they had only put that guard rail in about 3 months prior, so basically had we done it before that we would have all been dead...I wasn't really concerned for my own safety at the time because I was worried about what my friend's dad was gonna do to him (he's violent) but as time went by I realized more and more how lucky I really was...

not the smartest story, but I think that's what you were talking about...

[BaBy BoY]

I have 2 brushes wit death that i could think of.

About 2 yearz ago, i wuz walkin home from sckool(During a thunder storm) my house iz only 2 blocks away from the school, that iz the only reason i was walkin. Anyway, I walkin towards mah house when A Power Line falls because of the heavy rain! It Missed me by an inch.

Im A stupid 13 year old who luvs to party, but during one, at my friend's house, someone falls through the sliding glass window,(i guess he tripped or some1 pushed him cuz glass doors be mad thick) I wuz ryte next to the door when i shattered and a pretty big shard of glass almost cut me


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[The Rob]

<font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">1. I took way too much GHB (a liquid drug that is very dangerous, don`t try it!) and I almost died. I was rushed to the ER and recovered.</font>

Isn't GHB the rape drug?

[asyouwish530]

I had my palm read one time and the lady who was doing it kind of went "whoa" all the sudden, and she told me that I had almost died about 6 times because of an "abnormal" number of lines were crossing my "lifeline." Some friends and I had just decided to go do it for fun one night, you know, drop a measly 20 bucks & go check out the fortune tellers place that you're always curious about, to laugh about the money grubbing wackos who think they can see the future and are psychic or clairvoyant or what have you.

Anyway, so we're all sitting in there higher than kites and joking around and she's rambling about the serious nature of her "gifts" right, and then moments later she's fast away at reading my palm and everybody's kind of snickering when she says this about my nearly dying six times. This freaked me out because:

1.) I was riding a three wheeler with my dad at this place called Chisholm Trail back around 1985 and we were climbing this steep ass hill on it going about 50 mph and suddenly the thing slips out from underneath us because there was so much gravel. My dad and I fall off the back end of it and tumble down the hill about 20 feet, and the three wheeler, which easily weighed 700 lbs, flips and comes crashing down towards us fast. Somehow my dad reached up and knocked it out of the way right before it was going to crush me.

2.) Car wreck, 1980, broadsided by two drunk guys who had just been released from prison (!) We were going through an intersection in Ft. Worth on Berry street right by a Dairy Queen and I saw this old beat up El Camino barreling down the street and I knew it wasn't gonna stop. They smashed the shit out of us (there were 5 people in the car total) and I was in the backseat by the door where they hit us directly. I busted my head on the window real hard, and the nice people at Dairy Queen gave me some ice to put on my noggin.

I have to go for a bit, but I'll add the other four later on

[Elgyn]

<font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">Originally posted by The Rob:

Isn't GHB the rape drug?
</font>

Yes, people use it as a "date-rape drug".
But if you take it yourself, it gives a very euphoric feeling - kinda like being really, really drunk, and it all hits you all at once.
However, here`s how GHB is so dangerous: there`s a very fine line seperating "safe amounts" and "unsafe amounts". If you take just a little too much....you can fall into a coma, or die.

[SAI]

Interesting topic.

**This gets a little graphic, if you are squeamish look away**

I was born with a liver diease called Billary Atresia (Ithink that's how you spell it) and always knew that I would need a transplant. So, at the age of 10, having been ill for some months, I went for my operation.
My transplant failed after 10 days, the liver was too small for me, it twisted (something apparently unique at that time) and I heammoraged (sp??)
This was really serious, my parents made the hour's drive to the hospital in 27 minutes (that ought to give you some idea).
It does have a happy ending, I got lucky and got a liver.
I'm 20 now and 10 years gone I'm as healthy as I've ever been and planning an anniversary party for all the doctors and nurses who looked after me.
I like to think these experiences help people, in that when I go to the hospital I'll often talk to kids who are waiting for transplants.

[Jason13thh]

When I was very young ( 5 years old ) I felt into coma, only 2 or 3 hours.
I had a big hole in my head, my head crushed the corner of a stair.
And when I was 10 years old I was almost drown into the sea but my grand mother saved me.

[Vega]

Last year I was working on a play with a friend of mine, a parody of "The Matrix" that had a couple of big fight scenes. My last fight was with my friend Sidney, who was supposed to knock me around a bit, shake me, and then push me so that I fell backwards and slid. Every time, I'd fall flat on my back, hitting my head on the floor. Anyway, one day we were practicing the scene, and I decided to land on my elbows because I was sick of hitting my head. We did the fight as always, but when I landed I was propped up on my elbows with my head about six inches off the ground. I didn't realize there was anything wrong until I saw my friends faces- they were all staring at me in absolute shock. When I looked around, I saw that I had fallen farther back than usual and was under the table, with my head about an inch above a square metal bar. If I hadn't put my hands down, just on a whim, I'd have bashed my skull in. Kinda scary, now that I think about it.

[EvilAsh]

Being the stupid bastard I am the other day me and my freiends were in a resturant/bar. There were these 4 hot girls sitting at a table. One of my friends had a plate of fries so I thought It'd be funny it I threw them at the girls. So I grabbed a handful and chucked them at them. Then these 5 huge jock guys came ovr who were there boyfriends who just arrived late. They wanted to beat the living shit out of me so I ran away.

[someguy]

Choking and drowning. That's really it.

[pedro]

Not too close to death, but some crazy mutha at school once stabbed me in the leg with the sharp end of an ice skate.

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[asyouwish530]

<font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">Originally posted by EvilAsh:
Being the stupid bastard I am the other day me and my freiends were in a resturant/bar. There were these 4 hot girls sitting at a table. One of my friends had a plate of fries so I thought It'd be funny it I threw them at the girls. So I grabbed a handful and chucked them at them. Then these 5 huge jock guys came ovr who were there boyfriends who just arrived late. They wanted to beat the living shit out of me so I ran away. </font>

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EvilAsh- man you sound like one of my friends. One time me and some pals were in the 'Ol South 24 hour restaurant at about 2am after one too many pitchers of beer and there was this guy sitting beside us who was in a wheelchair and it appeared he was writing in some kind of journal. I got dared to go over and ask him what he was writing about, and my stupid ass being as drunk as I was I went over to him and asked him. Right as I asked him what was he writing about, this huge 400 lb motherfucker strolls up to the table out of nowhere and asks me why I'm bothering his brother! Needless to say, words were exchanged and I fled the restaurant in terror to the pleasure & delight of all my dork ass friends

[Jewbo]

i kinda did. when i was about 5 my throat closed up sum how and my mum and dad got told by doctors i had a 50 50 chance of gettin thru it. but i was ok in the end.

[skweemkween]

Vega- you said you had worked on a parody of The Matrix- you aren't by chance from Minnesota, are you?????

[The Evil Demonic Zombie]

When I was like ten, me and two friends went to a frozen pond behind our subdivision w/ hammers. (Yeah, we were fucking idiots, a/ I was kinda large back then)
Well, we were chiping away at the ice when it split right beneath us, and since I was so large the ice gave way under me.
I went into the water and being so disorineted I freaked out and ended up under the ice.
My friends had to chip away the ice and pull my half frozen ass out. I was under for a good 30-40 sec.s, felt like eternity.
To this day, I still love frozen ice (especially in Rum).
I am older and wiser though.
(Well, I am older)

[Kim_EZ]

I remember... I was so stupid. I picked up a hitchhiker on the way back from a friend's house. He said he lived near me, I was like "okay." On the ride home, I was so quiet and kept thinking "what am I doing?!" He was like "Hey, you know I'm gonna kill you right?" My first reaction was "Oh my God..." Then he laughed and said to lighten up. I dropped him off and locked the doors. I know it wasn't cheating death... But... I dunno. I had to get that out. I never told my parents cuz they'd prolly beat me senseless.

[asyouwish530]

Yeah, my whole family picked up a hitch hiker one time when I was about 10 or so and this guy looked like he hadn't had a haircut or bathed in about seven years. I remember he had his huge Bible with him and he started quoting some kind of scripture he had read about "getting slaughtered with the axe." He appeared harmless, but he just smelled awful and he talked with a lisp, just a real creepy fellow. I was relieved when we dropped him off at some house. Don't think I actually cheated death that night, but WHO KNOWS?

[*sweet psychotic*]

I've been in 6 car wrecks,lol, my mom can't drive, I've never been in a wreck when I was riving yet, but my mom never wears her seatbelt (even after those 6 wrecks) and she's never even gtten a bruise in any of them, once the car spinned like 5 times in the middle of the road,lol. My mom hit a dog once and it tore the grill and front bumbper off but the dog survived and got up and ran after her!lol.

[Bearazz]

I recently had open heart surgery for a valve replacement. The surgery went fine and I was out of the hospital in like 5 days. I had about 4-6weeks of recovery so i was eager to do much when I got home. Anywayz the first week home was fine, I was feeling pretty good for someone who was just sliced and diced. Then came the 2nd week. At first I just felt really disoriented and sweaty, I was very very pale. I even called my mom at work, she thought I was having a anxiety attack cuz she was at work and it was the 1st time I was alone. It eventually passed away, the feeling, but the next day I was extremely bloated and constipated. That night was the worse I was so uncomfortable I couldn't sleep and had no idea what was wrong. Finally on the 3rd day, i couldn't catch my breath so my P's drove me over to the emergency room. Normally, the ask you the stupid question like my name and all that but the nurse took one look at me and they brought me to a trauma room. At this point I had no idea what was going on. They gave me some morphine(the best drug ever!) and I was going in an out of consciousness...what was happening to me was I had fluid surrounding my heart and it needed to be taken care of right away or I was a goner. So, in 2 weeks time I had 2 major surgeries...I'm just finally feeling alot better, I'm able to drive and should be going back to work soon. To this day though, I really can't comprehend how close I was to dying...it's a little hard to acknowledge, so i kind of laugh it off. Scared this crap out of my Mom though!
Bear

[A.J. Hakari]

A couple summers back, I was walking on a crosswalk returning some movies to the library, when out of nowhere, this one car zoomed in front of me. I looked in the direction where it was going, looked to my right, then...POW. A '91 Chevy Corsica going about 25 clobbered me and sent me on a tumble on the sidewalk. Needless to say, I was pretty phased, but I didn't really hurt at all. They rushed me to the emergency room, where they checked me out, and in a couple hours, I was discharged. No broken bones, no internal bleeding...nothing. It was the freakiest damn experience in my life...Made even creepier by the fact that the crosswalk I got hit on is in front of the local *funeral home*.

[The Arrow]

bump

[bad seed]

I swear this is true!
Last Summer, My parents asked me if I wanted to go to a banquet with them, I said no that's ok and off they went. Well I am only 14 years old so I am no that strong, and I was trying to lift this huge ass box off my driveway so I could shoot some hoops. I looked over and saw a guy standing in my neighbors yard and he asked if I needed help, I said sure, and he came over with me thinking it was my neighbor. When he got close enough for me to see him he said "Naughty, Naughty, Didn't your parents ever tell you not to talk to strangers?" Needless to say I was scared shitless, but he told me that if I tried anything I would die so I lead him into my house and watched him stuff all of my cool shit into a bag (including my dvd player and 18 dvd's..bastard!)He told me that he was afraid I was going to call the cops, and to turn around and lie face down on my floor. I did and I felt my flesh being ripped by a swift slash of a knife he had in his back pocket. He told me I was going to die and to roll over, and that it wouldn't hurt for long. I turned over and he leaned forward(I think to slit my throat but I am not sure.) At the last minute, my life flashed before my eyes (thank god) and for some reason I was reminded of my karate training for 3 years( I have a black belt.) At the evry last second I did the manly thing to do and kicked him in the nuts he collapsed and I pushed a pressure point that caused him to pass out. I called the cops and heis now in jail for life. It is by the grace of God that I am her today. My point would be, don't talk to strangers! I swear that every second of that story was true down to the last detail.

[Jim The Monster]

Me and my uncle were driving a mini-bike one night out at my grandfathers house. it was dark and you couldn't see much at all. Since there wasn't enough room for me and him to both sit on the mini-bike, I had to sit at the very edge of the seat and prop my legs up on the handlebars. We didn't think much about it at the time. Well, he was driving and he hit a HUGE stump. I flew off landed right on my stomach and then he couldn't stop and ran over me. I was little too. I thought I was dead at first. But the good Lord let me survive it.

[Elgyn]

bad seed- your story send shivers down my spine dude, glad you`re still here!

[mattjk_17]

About seven years ago, I was walking with two friends up to a nearby field so we could have a game of football. They were arguing about something, and Robert (one of my friends) was holding Oliver's (my other friend) football. He got annoyed that he couldn't get his point through and that he was wrong, so he threw Oliver's ball into the air. It came back down (obviously, lol) and bounced straight into the main road, and there were cars heading straight at the ball, so I quickly leaped into the road (dumbass thing to do, I know, I was 10 at the time though), grabbed the ball and leapt straight on to a patch of grass. The next car to pass was going about 30mph and was within about 10cms of hitting me!

[Dark Minister]

Let's see, there was one time in high school when my friends were all hanging out at our friend Chad's house and his redneck inbreed stepfather came in drunker than a hoot owl and was threatening to shoot all of us for being in his house. We all had to sneak out of the window of Chad's bedroom because Pop was beating on the door trying to get in. We hit the ground running, let me tell ya http://www.joblo.com/ubb/smile.gif HE had a gun in his hand and was really going to try and shoot our stupid asses.

Or how about:

When I was a sophmore in High School I had a crush on this chick but couldn't seem to get her attention. This big chucklehead freak named Woody moved to our school and ws always messing with the chick. He grabbed her in a certain place one day and I stood up all hero-like and was like "Dude, did you just grab her tit? That's wrong" Woody was like "Sure did, what are you gonna do about it" OK, Woody was like 6 foot 3 and around 240 pounds and had one eyebrow. I just tackled this big goof thinking that the chick would be real impressed that I was taking up for her. I remember jumping on him and then waking up with my friends standing over me (Pretty sure he power bombed me, can't rememebr anything but punching his fist with my face) My nose was bleeding, a tooth was knocked out, etc. but I heard the chick and a few other people talking about how impressed they were. I thought they meant they were impressed because I fought Andre the Giant's twin brother, but it turns out that they were impressed because they had never seen anyone get punched that hard before and live http://www.joblo.com/ubb/smile.gif anywho I dated the chick afterwards for over a year, so I guess having the living shit beat out of me was worth it http://www.joblo.com/ubb/smile.gif Ok, maybe I didn't really cheat death, but I felt like I was in a car wreck afterwards, Man the good people at Icy Hot medicated creme for soreness had a very satisfied customer for about a week!

[James_Sully_Sullivan]

This time about 2 years ago when I was going to the dentist, the elevator line was huge, but the other way was going 11 floors by foot, when I was about to border the elevator, I noticed it was heavy-ass full, so when I was about to get in I decided to go on foot.
I finally made it, when i was walking out, i noticed the same elevator that I was about to board, had gotten stuck because of overweight!! what if i would have been there, it would have fallen??

[Dark Minister]

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[Krisellis]

I recently had open heart surgery for a valve replacement

holy fuckin shit Bearazz
i had that done about 5 years ago i had mitral stenosis so they put me an artificial hart valve in ....fuck me this is strange...ho yeah and morphine is the best fuckin drug ever...if your like me you will need the op again at some point...aint that somthing to look forward to (me thinks not)

[XCoRyX]

i dont know if I personally ever cheated death,or atleast better yet dont remember doing so,but i know i was held by gunpoint at a playground when 2 people tried mugging me and a bunch of friends...i thought for sure i was done 2 days before christmas so i started thinking about my family and shit and then he told us to get up and run since we didnt have nothing and i was oh fuck im alive!however he stole my WALLET with nothing in it which was autographed by the then good band alien ant farm who suck donkey balls now.Also when i was on a boogey board the rope thingy that goes around your arm or leg went around my face when i got pushed by the tides repeatedly underwater i was tearing from being under so long and i was all red faced and shit.

[Angelripper]

This is just ONE of the times I can recall cheating death. I guess I was about 17 and I was walking from my folks house to work at about 6 o'clock one morning. I had harfed down about a bowlful of the creeper before I left, and about halfway to work, it really started to hit me. I noticed I was running late, so decided to take the train tracks shortcut which I usually didn't because of the angry bums that lived in this heavily wooded area. I reached the train tracks and saw a train just starting up again after having stopped for some reason. I don't know what the hell I was thinking, but as the train started to gain speed, I decided I would hitch a ride to work and save myself some walking time. So...I run and catch up with one of the cars. I've got my sack lunch in my left hand, and a lit cigarette in my right hand and I make a flying jump to grab onto the metal ladder on the side of the car. I slam into the ladder pretty hard, damn near knocking the wind out of myself, but I manage to wrap my left arm, lunch and all, around one of the rungs of the metal ladder. I reach up with my right hand to grab a higher rung and pull myself up, and I knock the cherry off the cigarette I'd forgotten I had, and it lands in my hair. I of course freak out and start flailing madly at my hair with my right hand, managing to knock the flaming cherry off before the smell of burning hair made me puke. Of course while doing this, my sack lunch rips open, spewing my orange, my soda, my sandwich, and my crackers all over the train tracks and ground. Sigh, maybe one of the bums will have a nice meal...Anyway, now that both hands were free, I decided to pull myself up the ladder. I put my foot on the bottom rung, and the next thing I know, the train jiggles a bit and I'm now hanging onto the next to last rung with my hands and I feel my feet ACTUALLY TOUCH the moving wheels of the train. Another inch or two and my feet would have been sucked underneath and most likely that would have been the end of me. Of course, I was so stoned I didn't realize how close to dismemberment or death I had just come. Figuring it must be my lucky day, I then decide to push the envelope a little farther. I climbed up on top of the train, and actually walked across the top of it, jumping the gap between cars while it was moving. I'll tell you, it isn't nearly as easy as they make it look in the movies, it's pretty damn scary. I move up a couple of cars and saw my place of employment coming up and had a crushing realization....I now had to somehow GET OFF OF THIS MOVING TRAIN without killing myself and still go to work. Thankfully, the train wasn't exactly hauling ass, so when I saw a fairly open, grassy space, I decided to make a jump for it. I went to push myself off of the ladder, slipped a bit, and barely cleared the tracks, landed on the grass, and slid down the hill, tearing my shirt all to hell and covering my pants with grass stains and dirt. I got to my feet and realized I was bleeding from where a branch had cut my forehead, but nothing was broken. My adrenaline was now subsiding and I decided to have a smoke and calm down. Of course I had lost my lighter somewhere, and all my smokes were broken, so I limped my ass the rest of the way to work, bummed a smoke off my buddy, told him what had happened, and then used a sick day to go back home. I WALKED. So, I guess I kinda cheated death that day, even though it was all my fault. I went from one luck extreme to the other that day, and I'm pretty sure Death thought he had a sure thing, but he must have cut me a break because he was probably laughing too hard to come collect me. Anyway, that's just one of the times I came close to death. If I have time later, I'll post another situation that was potentially fatal.

Bleed Eternally.

[Jess]

I was about 4 or 5 years old and I went over to my aunt's house for my mom's birthday party. Nothing big, just my aunts, my grandma, my cousins, my uncles and me and my parents. Well, my aunt used to live near a river so I decided that it would be cool to go take a look and possibly dip my feet in (even though the river is extremely cold and extremely polluted). So I get my dad and my cousins and we all take a little walk. First of all, there are 2 paths you can take to get down to the river: one is with the stairs and the other is a long, narrow wheelchair ramp. Needless to say, I decided on the ramp because it looked easier to climb down. I started to run down, slowly at first then casually picking up speed as the ramp descended more and by the time I was half way to the river, I tripped and rolled all the way down. It's actually kinda funny, it reminds me of cartoons, when they roll down a mountain and become a giant snowball except it hurt. My nose was bleeding, I had a black eye and I sprained my wrist. On top of that, had I rolled down 10 feet more, I could have fallen in the river and been swept away by the underwater currents. Cool.

[The Claw]

bump.

[sherimoon]

I posted this in the scariest things that ever happened to you thread, but it fits here just as well.
When I was 12, there was this guy going around my area kidnapping and murdering young girls. My mother was completely adamant about me not going to the park because it was dangerous. Well, I went anyway. I wasnt alone, however. I brought my sister Nicole and my best friend Erin. We were young and we had dreams of becoming famous. So, we all went to the ampetheater that was at the park and we were singing trying to make a band so that we could one day be big stars. Well, Nicole and Erin decided to gang up on me about everything, which can really piss of a 12 year old. So, I went storming off by myself. They followed behind me. I noticed that they were following and stopped and turned around to pass them. They sat down on the hill overlooking the lake. I took off walking past them towards the steps going down the hill. When I reached the steps, this white truck pulled up at the bottom. I noticed that there was no town seal on the truck and that there was no tool box in the back like the towns trucks always had. This older man, maybe 30 or so, stepped out of the truck when he saw me. I noticed that he had what appeared to be a hatchet in his hand. I froze in place while he walked toward me. I got up the nerve to turn around and walk away. He followed behind me walking as well. I sped up to a speed walk, and he did the same. When I took off running, he ran full speed at me. He grabbed a hold of the back of my shirt and I screamed out to my friends to help me. They looked over at me and froze with these horrified looks on their faces. I wriggled my way out of his grasp and my adrenaline kicked in full force. I ran faster than him to my friends, grabbed them both by the collars of their shirts and pulled them to their feet. Nicole took off running down the hill and into the woods. Erin and I followed her. The man started running down the hill after us, still with the hatchet in his hands. As we ran through the woods, I turned around and saw that he wasnt following us anymore. We kept running until we reached the street that Nicoles real parents lived on (shes adopted). As we turned the corner, we noticed the white truck coming down the street. We ducked behind a car on the street and watched the man pass by in his truck looking for us. We then ran until we got to the house. We talked to the cops, who did absolutely nothing, and went home. Later that week, while I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, Nicole screamed out for me to come into the room. I ran in and there, on the news, was a sketch of the man who tried to kidnap me. A young girl had escaped him because her brother showed up while the man was trying to put the girl in his white truck. The man who tried to kidnap me was the murderer going around town. I escaped him. That was 7 years ago and to this day, I still freak out when I see a white truck pass by.

[Shockwave]

Mine is kinda blurry, i really dont remember very much about it, almost like a dream. I was swimming at a hotel when i was very little(about 6 i think) and i did not know how to swim very well, needles to say i got to far out in the middle of the pool and lost my float! I remeber thrashing for help but i for some reason i remember i was going under so fast i couldnt scream for help, but man i was thrashing like uve never seen!!

I remeber my last thoughts were " how the !@@# can u all not see me! HELP!!" before everything went all hazyand dark. Then i came to...my hand was gripping the side of the pool and i was breathing again but to this day i still dont know how i made back to the edge.

I know no one helped me and i know i must have very nearly passed out, its like my body kept working to make it back up even tho my mind had already drfited away and given up. All i could remember afterwards was how happy i was to breath air again, and how it all seemed like some weird dream. I know this sounds like a silly thing since its so minor compared to some of the other things people had shared but i had to post it anyway.

[Hicks]

I kinda did. When I was really little I nearly drowned. I was at my grandparents pool with my family. And somehow I was sitting on the bottom of the pool looking up at my mum who was sitting by the pool. My mum dived in and got me and I was really blue and stuff.

[Murderous Squad]

well i'm only 16 and i've done a lot of shit in my life and once i was smokin wit my friends and the shit was laced wit crack and another time i got hit by a car when i was really really drunk and i dont live in the nicest neighborhood i live in a puerto rican and black neighborhood (i'm half white) and i was stuck up wit a gun by my old dealer and hes fuckin insane he beat up one of my friends and left him on train tracks n shit but thats life i've done that shit to ppl to so i cant btich n complain but drugs is the main thing for me and fighting maybe i didnt cheat death buit i've been sereioulsy injured in shit like that and i'm only 16 and prob done more shit than most ppl will in their lives and i'm not proud of it i'm jus sayin' and hahah i am the only kid in my whole neighborhood that likes horror movies

[quoth_the_raven]

yes. i had a medical problem, a huge abcess on my back and i missed it. i assumed it was a spot and forgot about it for several months. anyway, eventually, it umm...leaked blood and pus all over the place....so i went to the doc. apparently if i had left it alone much longer, it would have burst and given me serious blood poisoning...in otherwords, i probably could have died.

took 2 years for the hole the operation left to heal as well...and i thought i was dying during one of the complications, when the hole got infected

story of my fucking life ;)

[jackson13]

A little over a month ago I had gone to the doctor for something that was bothering me. Turns out it was just a small infection, so he gave me pills to help it go away. I had never been allergic to any medicine before so he prescribed whatever. The next day I took my first pill, and about 20 minutes after I took it, I started sweating profusely, and noticed little itchy red spots appearing all over my body. I stumbled into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and the whole right side of my face was swollen. So I called my mom at work and told her and she told me to call the doctors office. So I hung up and called out there and the lady immediately asked me "are you having trouble breathing" and I said "yes, i cant take deep breaths and the short ones are hard as well" and she says "you have to get to the hospital right away, i'll call and let them know your coming." So I hung up and called my mom and told her shes gotta come get me (no way could i drive like this) and get me to the hospital a.s.a.p. She flew home in like 2 minutes and I stumbled to the car. I got in and she looked at me and almost started crying. My entire face was swollen by then, I could barely breathe and I had hives all over me. Next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital bed with an iv in my arm and a needle going into my ass cheek. I found out that I had passed out in the car en route to the hospital, and by the time I got into the emergency room I wasnt even breathing. They determined that im allergic to the drug Keflex, and that it had caused my airway to shut down. I later found out that a friend of my moms boss died earlier this year because he too was allergic to Keflex and didnt know it and he didnt get to the hospital in time.

That was the closest to death I have ever come. I'd never even passed out before that day.

[X-Nightcrawler]

I was planning to open a thread like this one day. I like this death topics.

I was walking back from school and I took an alternate route because there was a construction taking place in a house, so when Im walking on a parallel street I simply hear a sound of something falling and I checked to see what happened Some block had fallen down (yep, my inspiration for Ted's death in my script).

And that's not the end of the story, the same day when I was walking in this street, I suddenly find a quarter laying in the floor, I pick it up and when I look ahead, I had a fucking branch pointing DIRECTLY to my eye, If I hadn't stopped to pick the coin, the thing wouldve poked my eye. Weird.