Near death expierences
 

We've all had at least one, right? Let's share our tales. :)

Here's a couple incidents from me:

#1: When I was five I'd just seen the movie "Supergirl" for the first time. I became obsessed with the idea of flying like the title character and so one day climbed up on this very narrow brike wall that has a pretty high drop (it could easily kill you if you fell) we have outside our house. I actually got as far as standing on the ledge and was just about to take a flying leap when Mum came out, saw me, had a near heart attack and got me down. If it weren't for her coming out when she did I would've jumped for sure. I got a big lecture and a smack that day and Mum watched me like a hawk for weeks.

#2: When I was a toddler I put a badge I'd got on a birthday card in my mouth and almost swallowed it. If it weren't for my Mum tipping me upside down and banging my back I would've very probably chocked.

#3: More recently, just last year, I was about a street with someone and a psycho driver went right through the read light. I'd already put my feet in the road to cross and if my friend hadn't yanked me back when he did I would've been hit and the way the car was speeding you can bet I would've either been killed or paralized.

Let's hear your stories now.

When I was 5 I had my face lit on fire. Not exactly near death but that's pretty bad. I guess I'm lucky I'm not blind.

Then when I was seven my best friend pushed me down a flight of stairs and I hit the back of my head on the vaccum cleaner when I hit the ground. That was pretty bad too. It never bothered me much until I got older and heard about people who'd gotten killed falling down a flight of stairs.

This one I'm not too proud of but one time my father threw a big heavy pipe wrench at my head. We were arguing and I ran out of the apt. and started down the stairs, when I looked back to see him start to throw the wrench. I took a leap off the 7th step or so from the ground and tucked my head down, and the wrench missed me by less than a foot. That was pretty scary. Don't worry, I kicked his ass for it.

Most recently, two years ago after Thanksgiving my father was driving us back from Atlantic City at about 3am and it was drizzling slightly, just enough to make the road slick. All of a sudden we went into a skid and we must have done about three full spins and almost hit the divider, An oncoming car behind us almost hit us as we were spinning, and if they had one of us would have likeley been killed.

That's all I can think of right now.

Once when i was 3 i slit my eyebrow open. Ouch.

When i was 5 i broke my head, but if my friend hadnt pushed me while i was falling i wouldve fallen 20 feet more.

When i was 6 i got my ass jammed in a pipe, well at least i was scared of being stuck there forever.

Other than that im a safe-freak.

:lol: Dude I am NOT trying to be funny but when I read that the first time I read it really fast and "ass" and "pipe" looked like they were the other way around, and I was like :o "!!!!!!" :lol:

I really gotta actually READ and not just skim... hooo-boy...

im glad that didnt happen, because then my asshole would be sagging 2 feet

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

I like you boy... I like the cut o'yer gib... :lol:

When I was being born, the embilicle(sp?) cord was wrapped around my throat and I nearly chocked to death. They got me out in time though to save me.

When I was 5, me and my family were visitin my uncle, aunt and cousin. I was playing near the pool, and of course, I can't swim. I slipped into the deep end, and early drorwned. Lucky my cousin was there to pull me out.

I'm not sure you should be admitting to looking at that boys gib.

:-? ...what IS a gib, exactly?

...I don't know :-?

when i was like six (the turtle year!) i remember my family and i were on a trip, we were crossing the street and then i fell to the floor, if my brother wouldn't have said "roll!"(i actually don't remember if he said it before or after i actually rolled), i would have ended up like the cat in the funny pics topic

when i was 13 we were on another trip, we were going by car to the top of a mountain, when we almost fell off a cliff, we had to move backwards so the car would balance.

i remember how one Christmas(or few days before, it was in 90 or 91) i was watching the supermario super show and suddenly the Christmas tree caught fire, it was horrible, my mom says that was my dad's fault and i believe her, since he is an irresponsable @$$, and he was the one who put up the lights, it was traumatizing thankfully, the fire was stopped at time and i only got too scared, not hurt

I almost became paralyzed in August from my horseback riding. For about 4 weeks, I could not do anything besides sleeping. I had to be on crutches and I still had to go to work. I pulled a Christopher Reeves act. :o

Re: Near death expierences
 

Something very similar happened to me. I swallowed a bolt and a neighbor turned me upside down and hit my back and jerked me up and down until it came out of my mouth.

The only other time I would really call a near death experience is when I had an accident on my way to work - my first day on the job - and I plowed into a concrete ditch. If I had not been wearing my seatbelt, I would have gone straight through the windshield. Fortunately, all I ended up with was a large bruise across my chest.

Damn it! I tried posting it before, but I kept getting a damned DNS error. I'll try again:

The summer between 8th and 9th grade I went on my first and only can collection drive with the Boy Scout troop I was currently in at the time. My partner was a friend from school I had made the previous year (8th grade), and he and I were being trucked around (literally) sitting on the back of the tailgate of his dad's truck...while it was MOVING.

As if that wasn't retarded enough, he and I decided it might be funny to have our feet touch the road once in a while. I kept on doing this even after he had stopped for a long time while (thankfully) not on a city street. My feet touched once, twice, and then the next thing I remembered was waking up in an ambulance; seems I had fallen off the truck and hit the pavement with my head in the process of screwing around. Spent the rest of that day in the ICU (I had internal bleeding) and the rest of the 4th of July weekend in a general ward. Adding insult to injury I had a massive migraine for 4 days after I came home. Not fun.

After that little incident, my troopmates held the short-lived tradition of saying "Don't pull a Haskins [my last name] on us!" every time someone rode in a truck as a passenger. I'll never forgive them for that, heh.

When I was about three (?) I was apparently climbing my father's tool bench when it fell on me. I was pinned between it and the car.

I've had my friend's brother run over me with his bike. I was sitting on the side walk and I guess he though it would be fun to use me as a ramp. I had skid marks, but no real injuries.

I've had my face bashed in by a tireswing. I had to ride my bike back home (a couple blocks), holding my face. I still have pictures of that around somewhere.

I've been mildly electrocuted while trying to pull a plug out of a socket.

Don't know if any of these qualitfy as "near death", though. Dut hell, driving on California roads, I'm surprised I don't have them more often! :lol:

I have a total of 27 stitches on my head. All of the incidents were just about the same. They all happened between the ages of 5 and 7, and it was just me hitting my head on things (i.e., piano bench, dresser, etc.).

I don't think any of em were even close to death, but thats the closest I've ever gotten.

*has never been in one car accident* :D

I don't really want to remember it or talk about it, but someone put a gun to my head and threatened to kill me.

Rez you got off lucky. One of my friends actually died from falling out of the back of a pickup going 15 mph over a speed bump back in high school. :cry:

Dude really? Sh*t that's awful. :(

I later found out it wasn't even loaded, but the memory still haunts me.

That is some f*cked up ****.

But if there's anyone I can think of who'd wind up beating the jackass to death with the blunt end of their own gun, it'd be you, Matt.