What's the scariest thing thats ever happened to you?

Leave it to the white boy to botch a simple pizza heist.

 

Same thing happened to me with my grandmother last summer. I didn't get to see her...

 

my 21 YO daughter had to have open heart surgery at age 3 to repair multiple ventral septal defects.

 

Bwahahhaa! Who the hell does a drive-by of an ex's house who lives in a cul-de-sac? He fails at strategery.

 

No one should have their "own" Cici's.

That's like saying "I have my own personal pile of **** as a pet."

 

When my 1-week old son had to go into the hospital. His bilirubin was high and he was jaundiced and he had to get light therapy. It's super common, but it's still scary as hell to have your newborn baby go into the hospital.

Outside of that, the time I was on the wrong side of a drive-by was pretty scary.

 

When my son (2 years old) had pnuemonia and they had to admit him into the hospital. His breathing wasnt normal and they had him hooked up to an oxygen machine. I remember crying and praying that he would get better. I slept 2 hours a night for a week. He's 13 now.

 

Getting a gun shoved in my face,

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Flipping a 4-wheeler. I bailed off & hit the dirt/rocks, watched the handlebar slam into the ground about 10 inches from my head.

 

my scariest moment was when i got into a car accident sitting in the backseat with no seat belts. we were making a left turn onto a busy street when a car that was speeding hit us from the side. i could see the car headed for us too and it scared the **** out of me luckily nothing serious happened except for the car spun around like twice. the benz that hit us only had minor bumper dmg not even the headlights broke.

 

I was robbed at gun point while I was at work, after realizing I only had like $10 cash on me, they made me drive them around to ATMs while having the gun pointed at me the entire time.

I asked them to let me drop them off somewhere public but they said no and they wanted me to drop them off at some apartment complex. But then they made me stop and some street, the guy in the back got out and the guy in the front (with the gun) told him to shut the door and he pulled out the gun. I thought he was gonna kill me right there and then, but he just put the gun into his waist and got out and ran.

Just a heads up, it was near Sharpstown Highschool and according to the police, these guys have been robbing people for quite some time now. Of course, I didn't see a single police car the 30 minutes I was driving them around.

 

Is there a right side of a drive by?

Having my left arm cut wide open when I was in seventh grade. It was deep and wide and could see all the good stuff inside. Docs wouldn't tell my parent how many stitches and said my arm might have been amputated if I lost a little more blood.

In high school I used to speed like a mother. I always ran red lights. Once it was raining and I was probably going 80 in a 35. A light just turned red and I going to break it like usual. From the corner of my eye I see an 18 wheeler starting on the right side about to make a left right in front of me. I hit the breaks hard and my car starts hydroplaning across the whole intersection. The whole thing happens in slow motion to me and I see the 18 wheeler come pretty close to hitting me. God knows how, but I don't spin out and keep going straight. I had no control, but the car made it to the other side in my lane and after what seemed an eternity, I got control of the car back. I think I went about 10 mph the rest of the way.

Ever since then I have this phobia of running red lights, which I guess is good.

 

losing control of my fathers truck last year on I-45. I hydroplaned hit the barrier of the freeway and spun back into on coming traffic and fortunately only got hit "slightly" by a Chevy Silverado. For an entire 2 weeks I wasn't right mentally. The night it happened it felt like I shouldn't have been alive.....I could barely sleep that night. I just kept thinking, wow I'm so fortunate to still be on planet earth.....................I still thank God for keeping me here.

 

when i was 9 i was riding my bike home from my friend paul's house one day after school. i was pretty close to home. then, a truck started speed up the road at me. they got closer to me, so i pedaled like hell, faster and faster and as they caught up to me i could see that they were teenagers. they were screaming and yelling profanity at me. i was furking terrified.

then as they reach me and pass me by, a guy in the bed nails me, while i'm going full speed on my bike, with a god damn pumpkin. it made me totally spill everywhere; i flew over the handle bars and scraped up my knees, elbows, palms and worst of all i was covered in pumpkin intrails. i probably started crying and went home, i remember being soooo embarrassed by it, and making some lie up about how it happened to explain my bruises to my parents.

 

Acute Pneumonia during the week of Hurricane Rita back in '05. At one point, I thought I was going to die. I had a fever of 103.4, was shaking non-stop, had a hard time breathing, and horrible body aches. I went three days like this until I went to the emergency room, because all the doctors in town evacuated. In those 3 days, I lost 4 pounds and was in the worst physical state ever.

I should have known something was wrong when on the first day I felt bad, I turned the water to as hot as can be in the shower and was still shivering.