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whats the closest you've come to dying? i got electricuted, i shall share the tale;) this last fall, i was playing my guitar w/ 2 friends of mine, in my friends basement i wanted to try this guy's bass guitar, so he passed it to me i was holding my guitar in my left hand, and grabed the neck of his in my right BUZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!! this current from one arm to the other, through my chest! it sort of paralyzed me... i couldn't control my movements, and my arms were weirdly contorted.... my eyesight was flickering, and i could hardly move my head enough to look down at my arms i felt this REALLY STRONG pulsing going through my arms and chest, and i felt hot at my hands and arms... also, my memory sort of blanked out for a second.. i remmeber it took me a second to realize where i was, and who was there after i realized what was happening i started to yell "turn it off! turn it fucking off!" i was quite loud, because neither of my friends realized what was going on... (apparently, it only took me a second or two to start yelling, but it seemed MUCH longer to me) anyways, he pulled away the guitar (it was hard cus i was gripping it pretty hard), and i fell over.. i was REALLY red, and my arms were tingling and shit then, when i looked at them, my arms and face were really red, and i had little blisters on my hands and arms, and i felt really hot then, over the next few hours... i drank about a dozen REALLY LARGE glasses of water! it was weird... after like 8.. i realized how much i was drinking, but i was REALLY thirsty, and i just kept drinking, i didn't get full or anything, my mouth felt really dry the doctor said all this was normal they checked my heard out for any abnormal rhythms (hehe.. autechre?), and i was fine so... thats it my tale of survival my brush w/ death ...through musical equipment, lol (btw: this was inspired by quoth's topic: "predictions: your death") |
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anyways, i was only electricuted for like 3-4 seconds... and judging by the little burns that developed that quickly, had i been exposed for much longer i prob would have had some serious burns also, i couldn't let go, so if i was alone, i owuld have just lay there until the nuclear power station runs out of power.. probably killing me by then ;).... or actually, any longer time might have caused heart/brain problems and of course, if i were alone, i just wouldn't let go until someone found me, so i seroiusly could have died, it was pretty cool |
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i dunno...i probably come close to having serious car accidents on a near weekly basis...i dont drive wrecklessly or anything...just absent-mindedly... i wonder how many near accidents ive experienced and not even noticed :\ |
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pfffffft... please! close-to car accidents don't count! actually get into one, THEN we'll talk! ....or some sort of bodily harm, that would also be acceptable |
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1996, i was on my way to my old GF´s house. Anyway, this guy just missed a yield sign, so i tried to break and my car started to slide on the wet street. i crashed this a**hole at about hmmm let´s see 80km/h that´s about 50 miles per hour?....i was unconscious for 45 minutes. When i woke up i saw my car and thought i was still dreaming. Luckily neither of the 2 got hurt. |
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beginning rock climbing : Ben DelaTour, Colorado : Boy Scout Camp : Summer of 1998 A kid that was learning the same concepts was randomly paired to be with me as my belayer I was on a 70% slope coming up to this weird ass crevace in which I had to climb an overhang of rock... it was about 15 feet of overhang & we were required to do it, if we wanted the merit badge :( I tried & tried & tried for about the duration of 4 hours... thankfully never falling or damaging my climbing rope ever. Near the end of the day, my belayer stoped paying attention to the tautness of the rope. He let it slip a little bit & I fell... then proceeding to break 2 rock screws that were firmly planted into the rock. If the rope would have snapped I would have fallen about 300 feet before hitting a boulder field... not very fun at all :( |
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one time i overdosed on magic mushrroms and nearly died in hospital and when i got out of hospital i nearly kiled myself another time i nearly drowned, i got stuck under a rock and thecurrent was coming fast behind my head so the water was churning up and over my head , i was dieing and then god helped me and i slipped through the jagged rocks and got out of the water with friends laughing and me nearly passing out, then police walk down the hill and told us to go get the clothing bin we had thrown into the creek out |
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last summer i surfing at a local beach, i can remember the whole thing so perfectly...10 am, sunny and warm day, me and 2 friends were all the people at the beach. we got in the water, and about an hour later a pipe rolled me over, i probably stayed underwater for about 2 and a half min, but it seemed like hours. i got outta the water dizzy as shit, pucking.... |
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I fell down from the second floor to the first. landed on my head,and the only thing I had was a black eye. I was very lucky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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Trapped underwater in a kayak, I somehow managed to punch through (ripping in the process) a spraydeck that was holding me in. |
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I was quite small and on holiday in the south of france. The waves in the sea were really huge cos it was a rough day and I went in and got hit by a wave and kept under the water for quite a while, what was worse was I was gasping for air cos i'd got a mouthful of water.. it wasn't even deep, but it was scary |
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When I was 5, I sprayed a bunch of pioson on some ants and got it all over my hands. Then went and ate lunch... I didn't really almost die, but my parents gave me a look that made me think they wanted to kill me. Hah. I was almost kidnapped in a neighboorhood that was frequented by a man that kidnapped children and raped them. That would have sucked. Luckily there was a woman who came to my aid. |
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i never did came close to death in my life perhaps the closest was that i once thought of killing myself i was standing there with the knife thank god i changed my mind and didnt cut or stabbed myself but i geuss this doesnt count really ... |
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I once set fire to myself mucking about. It was only meant ot be my hand but it leaped up my arm. I dived into the pond and thrased about a bit. Nearly knocked myself out doing that as it's only a foot deep. My own stupid fault. Luckily my only injury was a cut on the head from jumping in the pond. Anyway I could have died because If I'd knowcked myself out I would have had my two worst fears realised. I would have been drowning and burnt to deathg at the same time. Shit! |
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i had a garden weasel spike in my head for about 2 minutes...it was a mere centimeter from cracking into my skull it was weird,because it didnt feel much more than a heavy thump on my head,but when i rubbed my head....i sorta could tell something was wrong.... :) |
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You cant OD on mushrooms you fuckin moron. In order to do that you would have to eat your own bodyweight of mushrooms, which is quite an impossible task. oh and they say drowning is a nice way to die so i dont think God helped you.. |
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not on psilocybe mushrooms anyway. If your talkin amanita muscaria or something like that, it would be different. |
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Chill out J198 - there's no need to get so angry. You know more about drugs than other people - so fucking what? It's got to be the most boring and over-used topic on the face of the planet anyway, you fucking BORING moron! And anyway, I knew a girl whose heart stopped after ingesting loads of psilocybe mushrooms, so I reckon you can overdose. But whether you can or can't, WHO GIVES A FUCK?! Fucking drug-taking hippy know-it-alls...... |
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.....ooookkkkkk manicminer......i think YOU should chill.. |
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He has got a point though. Some people do just go off about drugs and it can get annoying to the point where anyone who kicks (Pro or Anti) pisses you off immediately. |
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Got hit by a van, and it would have killed me for sure, if not for my cat like reflexes. I jumped out of the way, but it crunched my leg, totally destryoing it. Looked like their was nothing left, bones and flesh everywhere, but they somehow fixed it perfectly. God bless that good doctor! |
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I once was driving my friend in a part of NY that I didn't know and the roads were fucking confusing as hell and there were so many cars on the sides of the road that I couldn't see where I was driving. I was pulling out into a busy intersection and some guy stopped to let me go and was waving me out, but little did I realize a grande van was zooming at me. I start pulling out and I see the guy in the car start freaking out, and then I look the other way and see the huge van, just enough time to slam the breaks. I would've gotten smashed inside out. |
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LOL! that's quite a story...the corenor would be telling his wife that one over dinner! |
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closest i've come was when i was BABYSITTING. dont' let anyone tell you it's not dangerous work. =) it does explain why i have a MAJOR gun phobia now tho.... ok the story......i was babysitting a lil boy who was about 7/8 and it was kinda later in the evening. i was laying on the couch watching TV with him and i guess i dozed off. next thing i remember was feeling a hard, cold, metallic object pressing up against my cheek. i woke up and moved a lil only to see that i was staring down the barrell of a SHOTGUN. my blood ran cold, my mind went blank, i don't think i said anything for what seemed like a long time. when i finally spoke i said something like 'don't move' he just stood there, unaware that he held DEATH in his hands. i was able to push the barrell up and had the gun under my control. i immediately burst out crying and getting hysterical....i opened the gun up and saw that it had shells in it. the lil boy was crying too, not sure what he'd done wrong. after i calmed down i told him he should NEVER NEVER EVER touch the gun again. i didn't tell his parents what had happened (i'm not sure why) however i did tell them that i noticed a gun in the house and i would not be able to babysit since my parents didn't want me around guns. i never went back. it took me many days to shake off those feelings of dread and fear. and lets just say i never want to be that close to a gun EVER EVER whewwwwww........*shakes off the feelings* |
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Yikes, lecoeur, my blood ran cold when I read your story. shit, girl, I'm glad you're okay!!! |
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my blood ran cold, off the top of my bald head. |
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IEMAND WORD HIER HEEL ERG GEPEST btw that's fucking scary lecouer was that boy mentally ill or something |
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hehehe i'm glad i'm OK too....=0) thing is guns are so dangerous....and how irresponsible for someone to leave one loaded in a house where there are KIDS........ACK (i mean the lil boy didn't know the consequences of pulling the trigger) i mean looking back now thats what i think.....then it was just FEAR, and i have to say i have a major phobia about guns because of that. it's a memory thats seared into my brain foreva |
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no.....he was just a lil boy who didn't know about guns apparently....or what they can do. i mean he was prolly just playing around......i didn't ask.....he honestly didn't know what he REALLY could have done. thats why so many accidents happen with guns and kids....they think they are toys because they are not taught that they are NOT guns. he didn't mean to kill me, but one pull and it woulda been over for me. I KNEW THAT, he didn't. guess the point is....if you have guns in the house with kids.....keep them unloaded....and teach your kids they are not toys. or better yet DONT KEEP GUNS.........just my opinion of course =0) |
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awwww...pretty twisted...damn, i need to get out more... |
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probably many times without knowing, but one incident i can remember is what happend at the roskilde festival in denmark 2000. i was at a pearl jam concert and i was "floating" on top of the crowd. suddenly i fell down, and i saw that the crowd was pushing forward towards the stage, and i was close to being stepped on, when suddenly i guy pulled me up. i thanked him, and made my way out of the crowd. everyone kept pushing real hard, and when i finaly was away from the crowd, the band stopped playing. i didn't know why at the time, but i walked away to another part of the festival area and continued partying. after i while i went back to the pearl jam concert, and there was a guy on stage telling everyone to calm down... and that nine people hade been killed during the concert!!! nine people had died... they were trampled on by the massive, pushing crowd. i was in a state of chock a long time after that... |
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YIKES!!! I held my breath reading that shotgun story! Close one... phew... |
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When I was 13, surfing in RI in February... I was young and stupid, the water was ~10degrees C, the waves were fucking huge....so I paddle out, in this really sketchy area (all rocks immedietly on shore - there wasn't really any 'shore') with my friend (on a body board). So, I'm scarred shitless, cuz I know that if (when) I got thrown that I'd be in for a ride. So I take off on a couple, that went alright...kinda playin' it safe. Then this beautiful, glassy, overhead wave comes my way...I got a little greedy, and a little agressive, and I got thrown.... When you get thrown in water that cold, the water zaps every ounce of strength in your body, you get a huge ice-cream headache, and, if your down underwater > 15 - 20 seconds, you feel like your going to pass out (at least I did). When I came to the surface, I grabbed my board, then proceed to take the onslought of the rest of the set, letting the waves push me in - straight into a bunch of steep, jagged rocks...like the rest of you, it seemed like forever. When I got to the rocks(coved in barnicles and very slippery), I grabbed on, exhausted, the waves pounding into me.....I was thinking how pissed my mother would be at me for dieing (truth), when my bodyboarder friend (a big guy) got out of the water safely, ran about half a mile down this trail to come to where I was, and I hear "Dude, are you o.k.?". He pulled me out and saved my life - cuz I was about to let go. I was hyperthermic...... Two years later, the friend who saved me died in a car accident. If your ever at the wall at East Beach, Watch Hill, RI, you'll see a mural dedicated to him (that's where he saved me).... |
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I fell off a ledge about 15 ft off high and landed on my head. Suprisngly i was fine. =) |
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This topic is really great, you all have such interesting stories... The closest I've came to death is being stuck in an oil pit on a 4-wheeler (All Terrain Vehicle) a few years ago... It was around November, and we were riding in the forest by this big pond out in the middle of nowhere. We found a trail that led to a dead end, but there was a clear spot at the end of the trail about 20' by 60' it was perfectly level and no trees grew in the space. In the middle of it a tree had fallen over across it (the tree is very important)... Anyway, we decided to turn around (I was on a four-wheeler with my dad and there were other people following). So we head for the clearing to turn around (the trail wasn't wide enough). Right as we get to the edge of the clearing we start to sink...black mud is rapidly coming up the tires, I don't know what the hell has is going on (I was only like 10) and my dad says "It's a fucking oil pit!" So I start freaking out thinking I'm going to die a slow sticky oily muddy death because he didn't realize we were in an oil pit until we were too far in to turn around... Suddenly my dad notices that fallen tree in the middle of the pit, we make it to it (with the headlights on the four-wheeler just under the oil, we have it all over us at this point) I get off of the four-wheeler and walk along the tree to the other side, almost falling off at one point, my relatives that were with us are waiting there, laughing, I'm crying... My dad won't just leave the four-wheeler there, so he calls my cousin (Derek) to come over and get on the four-wheeler (he's the lightest after me, I'm not going back out there). So he walks along the tree gets on the four-wheeler, my dad PULLS the fucking four-wheeler out of the oil onto the tree, and he drives it (with my dad guiding him) down the tree to safety... I'm so relieved, and all I want to do is get home, so that's right where we go...home... I didn't get on a four-wheeler for a few years after that. Anyway, t |
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ARGH! My last paragraph got cut off, let me post it.. Anyway, that's the way I remember it happening, and some of it I didn't tell... And I've also been electrocuted, but it didn't have as big effect on me as the oil pit did... |
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welcome to the board! |
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i love 4-wheeling :) i also love shooting racoons :) |
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closest i have ever gotten to death a few years ago, when i was around 8 or 9 years old, i was at my friends house, and out of nowhere a storm blew up i was walking home, and i decided to take a shortcut. it started raining alot harder, so i started running home while i was running, i fell in a hole water started filling up the hole, but i got out in time |
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Make that, "welcome back to the board"... I was here about a year ago, things have changed (for the better)... |
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Oh yeah, I'm constantly reading the board, I have just never posted until now.... |
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correction noted. :) |
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Apparently when I was born my lungs collapsed and spent 7 weeks in hospital, and it was pretty much touch and go - but I guess that's not exactly what we're on about here! I been electrocuted a few times - all because of my own stupidity, but nothing too serious! Shocking!! |
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Once I was at a one of my mates and he was drunk, my other mate who was in the bathroom was being fucking loud and the drunk one kept telling to shut the fuck up, so the bathroom guy shouted "you shut the fuck up!" next thing i know my drunkin friend ran down in his basement and grabed his shotgun, he came running up the stairs and aimed it at the bathroom door. of corse i said "put the fucking gun down, were all friends here" so he turned around and put the barrel to my head. then my mate in the bathroom opened up the door to see what the commontion was and the lone gunmen aimed it at his face. I said "close the FUCKING door!". then he aimed it back at me. he was about to paint the walls with me then he came to his sences and started crying. scary shit. people need to stop owning guns, it brings no good to anyone! |
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I ran with scissors once as a kid... that was traumatic!!! |
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I once ejaculated at a distance of just 3 metres from the Grim Reaper. |
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I'd have kicked the living fuck out of him Din, and i'm not normally that violent. I wouldn't ever talk to the cunt again either. I had a friend a bit like that but thank god guns are banned here |
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I remember, I was about 10, I was excited coz it was near Christmas. We'd just finished eating and I was jumping around the living room. I had a mouthful of pork chop at that time coz I just couldnt be arsed to swallow it. You know how you're full and you just cant chow down a chewy pork chop? I spotted the sofa and instantly wanted to do a rolie polie on it. As I came up from the somersault, The pork got jammed right in the back of my throat. I remember sitting up for a couple of seconds breathing normally, but it started to get really difficult. I could breathe, but it wore me out real quick. My mum said she didn't notice at first but then started asking me what happened. I could tell her coz I was too busy breathing really quickly. My mum and dad kept trying to get the pork out and my mum was crying. My eyes started getting really hot and I started to get pins and needles all over my arms and legs. It took ages and I found it difficult to breathe for a while but it came out after 20 minutes. I lasted that long coz I could still breathe I guess. Just! I dont like Pork Chops any more. They make me gag. Thats the only near death experience and the scariest thing was seeing my mum panic. My Dad nearly killed me (at first) when I told him I was bisexual but that doesn't count. |
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Almost worth doing it just for that. |
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i was in hospital for something stooopid.. nuff said |
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