The most frightening thing that happened in your life?

Yea, thankfully it doesn't happen as often as it did a few years back which would be almost every night. I've seen the shows on the Discovery Channel explaining the science behind it....but it still doesn't make it any less terrifying for me, specially since I have other paranormal experiences which leads me open to the possibility that there might be more than what science tell us...But those are for another time.

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Jesus man. Sounds like lady luck is quite fond of you. Anyhow you're like me in a way. Try helping people and then it always seem to backfire, but I still do it because well, that who I am, you know? Basically keep fighting for your beliefs until the end. Those who think you are shit doesn't understand you on the inside.

Two things come to mind for me.

In the first incident I had my food stolen from me by a troop of baboons when I was about five years old. Trust me, having a stare down with a large male baboon at that age is not a pleasant experience.

The second was an incident in which I was robbed at knifepoint by two guys. I was in my first year of high school and I was still really tiny back then. It was almost too easy for those guys to overpower me. They ambushed me as I walked home from school but the strange part is that I got a terrible feeling that something bad was going to happen just moments before they jumped me. Thankfully I wasn't injured because a kind driver saw what was happening and suddenly stopped to try and chase them off (which resulted in the vehicle behind him colliding with him).
after thanking him for stopping I got out of there as soon as I could. It may seem like a dick move to just leave those drivers there but every instinct in my mind told me to leave that place and not look back. It was a horrible feeling and sometimes I still feel a chill running down my spine when I think about it.

• My uncle's mere presence in my life while growing up was like a living hell.
  
  
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  Some of the things he did and said then would be considered child abuse today. Because I was on the pudgy side, whenever he took myself and my mum out for day trips he would force me to run by pushing me from behind and if I refused he'd grab hold of my wrist and pull my arm so hard along with him it'd feel like it was coming out my socket. He frequently insulted me on my weight, frequently referred to me as "stupid boy" with his horrible, gritted teeth if I did something that pissed him off. That and much more by the age of 10.
  
  I did learn to snap back as I grew older, even gave him a nickname which stuck with the rest of the family even today; "Baldilocks". Nowadays he's pretty neutral towards me in terms of attitude, and anything he does say I normally return with a metaphorical hit below the belt, usually referring to his obsession with vintage motorbikes, the fact that he practically lives at his mum's house, and their connection to him not having a girlfriend in the 25 years I've been alive.

• Experienced the feeling of drowning in a swimming pool a few years back.
  
  
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  I went to one with friends and was too proud to tell them I couldn't swim. They wanted to go down a water slide which ends with a spiral which leads into a pool of water and they wanted me to go on it too. Reluctantly agreed to go down it. The moment I landed into the pool of water my eyes instinctively held shut, I sank like a stone and in a panic I took in a whole load of water. Was rescued very soon after so the ordeal wasn't life-threatening and I got off with having burps for about an hour or two, but for a moment I thought I would drown.
  
  Suffice to say I've been fairly open with my inability to swim from then on.

• I've always been terrified of heights.
  
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  First time was on a Rope Bridge in Cubs. I attempted it but I looked down and froze up completely. Burst into tears I was so scared.
  
  The second time something like that happened was with the Prince's Trust. We were away for a week at some camp and they had a Rope Bridge there. Despite my fear of heights I attempted it. But I froze in fear on the starting platform. Also tried a Rock Climbing wall activity there but once again, I froze in place the moment I started.

Getting thrown out of the house with no warning on my birthday by my ex-bf with very little money, no real connections, and nowhere to go and pretty much having to sleep in my beater car during the winter.

Lesson learned, acquire better taste in men.

So far...
when Lime almost went tottaly blind. We still don't know what hit her eye and cheek like that. They were out on the sidewalk walking when it happens for fucks sake. You don't just suddenly go blind in your eye and have a deep cut on your cheek that leaves a scar eerily symmetrical to the scar on your other cheek!

Getting run over suddenly by some drug addict after a job interview went well because cops showed up.

This nightmare I had (and sometimes still do...) when everyone dies suddenly and painfully for no reason and I'm left alive, but trapped with all the corpses till I probably die of dehydration or starvation.

Oh. And when I was really little, I was apparently afraid of people with make up. Not just clowns, anybody with obviously visible make up.
To be honest I still haven't completely gotten over that. Some of the women I see out there look less "sexy" and more... "Oddly intimidating" to me with their make up on.

i've never experienced sleep paralysis and when i think about it i just cant have a good time sleeping. What is it like?

It basically feels like being a frozen immortal stuck in space . Your mind is still aware, but your body is unable to respond to the wake up signal.

Thats pretty creepy, so you just stand there and watch... i've read stories of some people experiencing it but they had some monsters and stuff crawling to them while being paralyzed and that is just scary as hell

All the moments of genuine fright that I can remember involve me nearly falling off rather high places.

-A cliff at Machu Picchu.
-A building I was working on. I did fall, but was able to catch myself on a wall.
-The highrise I was working on last year.
-Series of scaffolding. Again, I did fall, but managed to garb hold on my way down.


Which is kinda strange, because there are various moments where I did fall right down to the ground, and resignation just settles in instead. "Well, I'm fucked".

I read boku no pico. I still have nightmares

When I was in 2nd grade, I was in my garage looking for old toys when I was reaching for random things between boxes. And this fucking rat that was half my size started killing me, I thought about screaming as loud and scary as I can. But this was something, I was petrified of. Luckily, my mother was close by and saved my childhood by spearing it away with a broom. Recovered slowly because of good parents and all that.

Have you ever had a dream where your petrified and all you can do is listen, feel and hear and hopefully you wake up before you start sinking? Yeah, where there is a battle and your really uncertain and anxiously sensitive.

I've experienced sleep paralysis twice, one in bed where I constantly try to move my hands and closed my eyes. My blanket was only covering my lower body so I tried dragging it upwards and I did succeed but, every time I blinked. It would reset to my lower body.

This other time where it's like half paralysis and half lucid dream, I was watching youtube when suddenly dogs started jumping in the video. The barks were overly scary, I was deliberately consciously trying to scream to my sister for help but my voice wouldn't let me. I think it was based on that rat incident.

I almost drowned at a beach (when I was like...15? Something like that) because the tide kept pulling me back and I was too stupid to know how to fight it so I kinda gave up and was going to let myself drown. I didn't wanna call out for help (At least not loud enough for me to be heard) because I felt embarrassed I guess. But some dude helped me at the last minute. Kind of a weak "near death" experience but the feeling I felt of kinda accepting death in a really depressed defeated kinda way at that moment is still eerily & vividly fresh if I start to think about it.

OHH. And recently like a year ago, 3 dudes were skulking around my street (I saw them lurking around my neighbor's yard which I thought was odd but I brushed it off. Even though once that same neighbor had been robbed before years before) and eventually they tried to get into my house. They were like pushing on the door to see if it'd budge I guess. I was home alone and more scared than I'd like to admit. Maybe next time I'll have more balls. Anyway our dogs kept barking so I assume they scared them off.

I'd say lady luck's one hell of a sadist girlfriend.

I'd try moving to a different country.

I think "the most frightening" thing ever was when I had a serious infection in my leg. To make a long story short, if you're gonna do drugs, don't inject the shit. I was really sick for about a month and my leg was about 3 times the size it should've been. I don't remember much about this one night, but I started seizing uncontrollably.

From my experience, the most terrifying thing is not being in control of your own body.

Compared what others wrote in this thread those things are not scary at all, but here are mine:

Childhood:
- nearly killed by a truck, Dad pulled me back just in time
- a pack of stray dogs tried to attack me, again Dad saved the day

Adulthood:
-Me and my coworkers had a ghost customer (no joking)

Definitely almost drowning. I was fucking around in a pool when I was in elementary school but slipped into the 6-7ft deep bit. Dad pulled me out though. Never liked pools after that.

Probably the most notable example is when I crashed my car, and was 6 inches from death.
Lost the arse end around a corner in the wet (tl;dr: felt the arse end get twitchy, inexperienced mind at the time thought putting foot on the brake would help, out she kicked), over corrected two or three times before heading sideways into a lightpole.
Impact was about 6" behind me on the drivers side. Came out of it with no injuries bar a scrape to my side, and a small cut to my finger and knee. Was perfectly fine though. Cat scan to see if kidneys were damaged, no bueno.

Got out of the hospital some like 6-8 hours later after the accident (took ages waiting for the cat scan dude), then decided to try and drive again, and couldn't bring myself to go above 40km/h on a 110km/h highway (was a backroad). Had really vivid hallucinations (of crashing and horribly maiming myself, but staying alive) when driving over 80km/h for a few months. Still occasionally get little issues when driving fast these 5 years later, but it's fine.