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What Was The Scariest Thing That Ever Happened to You?????

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By far and away, THE scariest thing was almost getting abducted when i was a 11 by a couple of psychos. Where i live in rural Connecticut was then quite safe, and still is mostly. Not that i was a sheltered, naive kid (i had went to NYC at least a few times a every month) but where this happened was someplace i had walked constantly. What happened was i walking home from a friends house one fall afternoon and a Dodge van pulled up near me. The guy on the passenger side yelled to me if i knew where some street was. I never stopped walking, i just yelled back that there was a gas station down the road and go there and ask. They guy kept yelling at me "hey kid, hold up!" By now i was walking faster. Then i heard the van door slam, and they guy was slowly walking towards me. When i looked back at him he smiled at me very pleasently and then reached into jacket and pulled out a knife. It was probably about 10" and had a jagged edge, like the kind deer hunters use. Of course i instantly ran like hell, and he ran after me. I was already a good 50' away when he started after me, so that helped me get away faster. There houses are all set back quite away from the road in this area, so nobody saw any of this. The first house i saw i ran into the driveway screaming, and a man and a woman were raking leaves. They saw me and i ran towards them as fast as i could. They guy took off in the other direction fast. The lady took me into the house and called the police, her husband got in his car and tried to find the guy but could'nt. I was so hysterical i threw up and was unable to speak for 15 minutes. Then they called my parents who came about the same time the police did. The assholes were never caught. For months i refused to go anywhere alone, not even my yard. Most nights i had dreams where these guys would come back to get, and them killing me in all different ways. Counseling helped, and so did taking karate. But for years anytime i walked alone i got paranoid. Hearing about missing or murdered kids is not something i can handle, i will always wonder if i was the only one these two targeted.
 
Went into anaphylactic shock, with my heart fibrilating, after doctors gave me a drug that I was very allergic to. I nearly died.
 
Being forced to go rock climbing aged 9 while not having a head for heights freezing 1/2 way up a rock face with no belay rope shaking like a jelly while being shouted at to stop being such a baby.
 
Getting arrested.
 
the day my child was born when i realized the responsibility and commitment i had made to a human life.
 
when i was 10 when i was walking home from school and being chased by a huge dog
other than that ive had nothing scary at all quite boring actually
 
:cry: I guess being raped in school during summer football practice was the worst & scariest time in my life?
 
Went home to Israel three years ago for a visit.
I was in a coffee shop with my Aunt and Uncle when a car bomb went off right in front of the coffee shop.. 5 people lost their lives and numerous injuries. Being a nurse I stayed assisted the best I could.
As vivid today as it was the day it happened.
 
Nearly drowning at age 11. It was a family vacation to a lake in North Central Washington State. Went out into the lake, and got out to far, could not touch the bottom, and panicked. Fortuantly, my dad was there, and saved me.
 
Wow. Brandon and hotboy go on. Liked to know what happened next.
 
The first time I went to Portugal:

I'd had a glass or six of Vinho Verde with a Chicken Piri Piri lunch at the beach bar. It was a very hot September afternoon. My friends went back to the apartment we were sharing. But I decided to cool off by throwing myself into the sea and swimming away from the beach. Suddenly, I found myself far out in the Atlantic, and when I tried to swim back to shore, I realised the currents were forcing me even further away.

And then the most crucial time in my life I was glad to be gay: Beautiful Carlos from the beach bar, a guy I was madly in lust with, (tho' he was straight!), had looked out for me after I left the beach bar, and when he saw I was in trouble, he alerted the lifeguard - his cousin - and a motor-boat came out and picked me up.

When they brought me ashore, my tan had disappeared, my face was pale-green, and people were laughing and applauding. Humiliation never felt so good.

And I've been back to Portugal again and again and again. And now I know the Atlantic is nothing like the Mediterranian.
 
Funny you should ask. I was just telling my bf about the time my car was hydroplaning. Scared the crap out of me.
 
The scariest thing that ever happened to me came after I passed my limit drinking. I decided to walk home from the bar by myself and walked into a domestic dispute. I thought they were after me, being drunk and all, so I ran away. From then on I was convinced they were going to come after me. After that two guys stopped their car in the road by me (probably because I was stumbling around) and got out. I ran, they chased me, they were faster and they confronted me. They didn't steal anything or hit me, but I was totally shaken up. The guys and the dispute were unrelated, but I was way too drunk to deal with it. I was up all night and it took me a few days to put the story together the right way and stop being paranoid.
 
I was driving home after an appointment. I usually take a northern route. I saw very dark storm clouds to the north, so I decided to take a more southern route. That was a mistake because I was heading directly into a storm that carried a tornado. First, I encountered very heavy rains and high winds. Traffic was bumper to bumper. It stopped raining and started hailing. I looked to my right and saw the tornado heading towards the highway. I know you're supposed to get out of your car and take cover in a ditch. I was on a bridge over water, so there was no place to take cover. Traffic had stopped so I was pretty much stuck. I braced myself for the impact. As luck would have it, both the north bound and south bound traffic had stopped in such a way that the tornado passed between us. Other than my car shaking and rocking, nothing bad happened.
 
I once allowed a hookup to enter me bareback (no fucking, just entered and backed out) and later tells me he was afraid to tell me he was HIV+ for fear that I would not want to sleep with him. I was a wreck for 6 months - had sex with no one else and tested. It was negative. That was 4 years ago and I am still negative. Needless to say, my rules have changed big time since then!
 
My mom had a stroke and the ICU doctor told us she might have a brain tumor and need brain surgery immediatly. (She didn't have a tumor and she's ok now, most of the way recovered from the stroke whcih was july 22 2005, aka my birthday)
 
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