Near Death Experience?

[-griefer-]

Well this one was basically our own fault but hey I almost died. Me and my friend were ...well...trashed and we were just messing around and we somehow get the idea to play a game with a train. :roll: We see who can run the fartheset before getting scared and jumping out of the way of the train. We start running all you can hear is the train blaring it's horn and Jordan (the friend) was ahead of me about 5 yards and he jumps off to the left. Tumbling down into the ditch. I just start laughing then trip on teh railing and fall off the right side. You could feel the air hit you the train was so close. :uhh:

 

 

 

From now on when I get wasted I'm having someone babysit us. :wink:

[caligula101]

Lol silver, I like the attitude of your family "let's just keep walking, they'll catch up", lol nice story. The thing I like about near death experiences is it is mostly a happy ending :wink:.

 

 

 

When I say that I mean it in comparison to death, many people here come out with some nasty injuries :uhh:

[Azvareth]

A year ago a truck (18-wheeler) almost heaved me and my dad off the motorway, driving 110km/h. We ended up with a broken side-mirror and some nasty scratches on the doors.

[happy123]

Well i ran into a garage door cos my friend was soaking me with a water gun, i gashed my head, and got 8 stitches in it :ohnoes:

 

oh and my uncle got caught in a rip and was sooo close to drowning, his brother saved him with a canoe

[issy2]

It's not MY near death experience, but my grandmother's. It would have broken my heart if she HAD died.

 

 

 

I was at my cousin's wedding in North Wales not so long ago. The bride and groom had just been happily married, everyone was enjoying a wonderful, if cold, reception in a large country hotel. We were in a long hall, and the guests were sitting at round tables dotted around. We were eating supper there, and then suddenly I hear this deathly, raspy, breathy noise. I look around, but nothing seems to be happening...I must have imagined it, so I go back to my beans.

 

Then, about three seconds later, my grandmother, sitting at a table directly infront of me, starts whacking the table with her hand. Everyone's looking at her but she won't stop. Then my dad, who's sitting at a table on the other side of the room throws his chair as he gets up, runs to her, picks her up, and squeezes her as hard as he can...Then she's just lying on the floor, completely still, I'm thinking What the fudge is going on?!

 

 

 

I discovered later that my granny (who's EIGHTY YEARS OLD AND WOULD HAVE DIED AT HER NEPHEW'S WEDDING) choked on a piece of pork and had gone competely blue. By the time by dad (who, thank god! is a surgeon and picked up the signals) had realized, she had stopped breathing..., Then he performed the Haemlic maneouvoure (probably spelt wrong.. :roll: ) and saved his mum's life...

 

 

 

Since, I've been really scared. Whenever someone coughs I tense up and don't breathe until I get some signs of life from them, especially if they're in a different part of the house, I always yell up to them to ask if they're OK.

[slushee]

i was on a science field trip and someone threw a rock in the air, it was about to land on my skull when it hit a branch that diverted it about 9 inches from killing me

[cadburys_egg]

i was on a science field trip and someone threw a rock in the air, it was about to land on my skull when it hit a branch that diverted it about 9 inches from killing me

 

 

 

It can't have been a very big or fast moving rock for a branch to divert it. :uhh:

[-griefer-]

i was on a science field trip and someone threw a rock in the air, it was about to land on my skull when it hit a branch that diverted it about 9 inches from killing me

 

 

 

Lawl, I doubt it would've killed you if someone could throw it high enough to be in the trees and yes if it was big it would've broke the branch. It might've knocked you out or gave you a concusion though. :-k

[Ash6110]

I had one, ooh ooh pick me!!

 

 

 

I was playing football when i went to tackle this running back. He was much bigger than me and he trampled me. I caught a metal [bleep]e to my neck and was bleeding horribly. Thank god one of the other teams coaches was a former EMT and he controlled the bleeding. The ambulance outside of the stadium took me too the hospital and I learned that my jugular vien had been partailly servered, 13 stiches. If nobody knew how too control the bleeding or if my jugular had severed totally i wouldnt be here. :shock:

[indy500fan]

I can actually add something to this now, last time it was up here I couldn't :D .

 

 

 

I went whitewater rafting, and we flipped the raft. Twice. First time was in a low level 4 rapid, but that was scary as hell. The second time was in a level 5 rapid, and I flew right past a rock. Four inches over and I would have hit my head directly on it at a very high rate of speed. You have to wear a helmet, so it wouldn't of cracked my head, probably just broke my neck. That time I was a little less scared, but still scared as hell. Luckily after both of them was open water, plenty of time to recouperrate.

[ForsakenMage]

Probably the craziest thing I've ever done in my life... and I actually want to do it again rofl!

 

 

 

I'm not an outdoors type of person, though I do love the occasional hike.

 

 

 

Back in December 2004, I went back to China to visit my great grandfather's and great grandmothers' graves. They were not, however, buried in standard graveyards. Instead, their graves are located in the mountains, quite a ways from the city. Not sure about the elevation, but my dad claims it was 100 stories and that if I was scared, I could just hang back with my mum at the hotel. Now, I wouldn't have minded doing that if I had something to do (watching TV does not count... besides a lot of stuff was in Mandarin so I didn't get it), so I just told my dad that I wanted to go and that I didn't bring my sneakers for nothing.

 

 

 

So we piled up into a van with my uncle, two cousins, a friend, and of course my parents, and headed off into the mountains. Upon arrival, since we couldn't find a route, we made our way through some heavy vegetation (eek) and crossed over a stream. Okay, not bad... Until my dad pointed up and said that's where the gravesite was... Okay... high... so where's the rope and climbing gear?

 

 

 

We had none. We had to climb with our bare hands and find footholds. Lucky for us there were places to grab onto, but the mountains are pretty steep. It's not rock, but more dirt and brush, so one slip and I was a goner... There was one part where I was trying to go up, but then my foot started to slip. :ohnoes: I didn't want to look down, but I could just feel the gravity pulling me down. Dad was below me helping Mum, then told me to hang on for a sec and pushed me up over onto the level ground.

 

 

 

While I waited for my dad and mum, I looked down at the spot where I was slipping, then further... I really wish I hadn't; the view was breathtaking, but the drop was something along the lines of "one slip and you're a goner." :shock:

 

 

 

I did manage to get to my great grandfather's gravesite and one of my great grandmother's, but since we were pretty tired already, we decided to pay our respects in the direction of the other great grandmother's gravesite.

 

 

 

>.o For the record, I don't think there was ever a time I was willing to dirt and plants without gloves until that day. :XD:

[Boogityboo04]

I've broken a few helmets in half, but other than that nothing serious.

 

 

 

My friend, on the other hand, was hit by a Pepsi truck when she was 3 or so and living in Latin America. She was dragged along under the truck and lost one eye and most of her jaw. She was adopted and brought to america, and is now on something like her 41st reconstuctive surgery in the 11 years since.

[AlmightyGizmo]

when I was three I had pneumonia really bad and my lung collapsed and stuff. I don't remember though I was too young lol

 

 

 

and a few weeks ago I was out in the road in front of our house with my brother skating. We saw a car turn the corner, my house is right on the corner so it was kinda close already. I turned to get to the side of the road and let it by but me being so clumsy lol I lost my balance and my board shot out from under me and I landed right on my back and got the wind knocked out of me. And the car almost ran me over since instead of going foward toward the side of the road I fell backward right in front of the car, and couldn't move for a couple seconds. The person had to slam on the breaks i was like almost completley under the car I was like :ohnoes:

 

 

 

Edit by ForsakenMage: Fixed the spelling of "pneumonia" for you. :)

[caligula101]

Sounds like a pretty awesome adventure forsaken mage =D>

 

 

 

Also some pretty good tales coming from others so keep them coming!!!

[knives669]

Probably the craziest thing I've ever done in my life... and I actually want to do it again rofl!

 

 

 

I'm not an outdoors type of person, though I do love the occasional hike.

 

 

 

Back in December 2004, I went back to China to visit my great grandfather's and great grandmothers' graves. They were not, however, buried in standard graveyards. Instead, their graves are located in the mountains, quite a ways from the city. Not sure about the elevation, but my dad claims it was 100 stories and that if I was scared, I could just hang back with my mum at the hotel. Now, I wouldn't have minded doing that if I had something to do (watching TV does not count... besides a lot of stuff was in Mandarin so I didn't get it), so I just told my dad that I wanted to go and that I didn't bring my sneakers for nothing.

 

 

 

So we piled up into a van with my uncle, two cousins, a friend, and of course my parents, and headed off into the mountains. Upon arrival, since we couldn't find a route, we made our way through some heavy vegetation (eek) and crossed over a stream. Okay, not bad... Until my dad pointed up and said that's where the gravesite was... Okay... high... so where's the rope and climbing gear?

 

 

 

We had none. We had to climb with our bare hands and find footholds. Lucky for us there were places to grab onto, but the mountains are pretty steep. It's not rock, but more dirt and brush, so one slip and I was a goner... There was one part where I was trying to go up, but then my foot started to slip. :ohnoes: I didn't want to look down, but I could just feel the gravity pulling me down. Dad was below me helping Mum, then told me to hang on for a sec and pushed me up over onto the level ground.

 

 

 

While I waited for my dad and mum, I looked down at the spot where I was slipping, then further... I really wish I hadn't; the view was breathtaking, but the drop was something along the lines of "one slip and you're a goner." :shock:

 

 

 

I did manage to get to my great grandfather's gravesite and one of my great grandmother's, but since we were pretty tired already, we decided to pay our respects in the direction of the other great grandmother's gravesite.

 

 

 

>.o For the record, I don't think there was ever a time I was willing to dirt and plants without gloves until that day. :XD:

 

 

 

I'm so scared of heights. :(

[Fadfdfd]

You probably did the worst thing possible in that situation. :uhh:

 

 

 

Never fight a rip tide (think that's what it's called), just let it suck you away, then go to the left, and swim back. The rip tides pulling you out, if you get out of it's current, you're safe.

 

 

 

I thought you were suppose to swim at a 40 degree angle towards the shore.

 

 

 

No, he's got it right I think. I learned that in New Jersey (from a sign :roll:) I cannot wonder why! :lol:.

 

 

 

I'm gunna have nightmares reading this topic :roll: :wink:

 

 

 

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Ohh, here's one, although, it wasn't near death, but it sure was scary :x

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sympony welcome :lol: Phew! :thumbsup:

 

 

 

Btw, that's Superman: Ride of Steel. It's a roller coaster at Six Flags New England.

 

 

 

You lose all your weight for 10 seconds and the first drop (shown above) is 221 feet I think. Btw, may I add that next to you is a river, making the drop look even higher. Definetly the most scary thing I may have ever done!

[ryoushinn]

The thing about rip tides that a few people mentioned ...

 

 

 

That happened to me once surfing, but I had taken classes and knew exactly what to do in the situation. I just let the current carry me until it lost strength, then swam out of it and went back to shore. Even then I was about a mile from the shore, and without the support of my surfboard I probably would've given up from sheer exhaustion.

 

 

 

My only real near death experience was as follows.

 

 

 

There had been a rash of burglaries in my neighborhood, and one woman had been hospitalized from a knife wound given to her by the burglar. At this time I was 15 years old, and already cautious to the point of paranoia. Every night when I came in I'd pull out my pocket knife and do a round of the house to make sure nobody had gotten in. Well once it actually paid off ... I was home alone, watching a movie, when I heard a noise outside. I dashed to my front door (it was a one st

 

 

 

ory house, so not hard) and looked through the peep-hole. I saw the silhouette of a man cast by a street light, trying to squeeze under my garage door without making any noise. My house is arranged such that my front door is 15 feet from my garage door, with the living room between them, and the garage door coming off the laundry room. I practically leaped from the front door to the garage door and twisted the dead bolt, not two seconds before the person in my garage turned the knob and threw his weight on the door. Now my house is really old, but the doors had been reinforced with those little metal pegs you put in to stop them from being broken down. The criminal in my garage fired a freaking GUN through the lock on my door, the bullet grazing my right arm. I jumped back, though, and whipped my knife out of my pocket. The burglar, about 6 foot 3 inches, maybe 210 pounds, slammed through my now disabled door and charged into my house .. directly onto the point of my 4 inch hunting knife. I had stabbed him under the the rib cage and forced the knife upward, piercing his liver, right lung and heart. Although he died almost instantly, I made sure the last words he heard were, "Big mistake ...". Of course I called the police, they came and removed the body from my house, took me in for questioning, etc, but the old woman who had been stabbed identified the man I'd killed as the same one who attacked her, so I was more praised than punished. silly persons will think twice next time ...

 

 

 

The above story ^ is absolutely true. I still have the cicatrix on my shoulder from the bullet. The reason this counts as a near death experience is that, had I moved a few inches to the right, the bullet would have gone through my lung, and my parents weren't home for hours after that, so I'd have died lying on a pile of dirty laundry, the TV still playing in the background (assuming it wasn't stolen).

 

 

 

:uhh: :ohnoes: WHOA! That was one crazy story. Sounded like one of those movies where one second and one inch makes the difference.

 

 

 

Thats so crazy, and so scary. Eek!!

[ryoushinn]

 

It was one of those cartoon moments, where I felt like I was hanging in mid air, waiting for gravity to kick in. And bam! I was falling a split second later. I looked around, and saw a twig right above me, and by instinct, grabbed it. And I fell 25 feet onto a massive pile of sharp rocks, holding a twig. :-w

 

 

 

 

 

 

xD That one part made me laugh a bit..kinda gave me a funky image.

 

 

 

Ow, but that sounds sore.

[caligula101]

You lose all your weight for 10 seconds and the first drop (shown above) is 221 feet I think. Btw, may I add that next to you is a river, making the drop look even higher. Definetly the most scary thing I may have ever done!

 

 

 

Haha that looks awesome, however I avoid rides like that at all cost! Hmm not really "near death" as i'm pretty sure that thing was tested hundreds of times before any human went near it. But still, i bet it was damn terrifying at the time :lol:

[Coandca5]

Anybody ever had a near death experience? If this topic is inappropriate I guess it will have to be locked but anyway post your near death experiences if you have been lucky enough to have them.

 

 

 

Mine was when I was on holiday last year (2005). My mum, brother and me went down to the beach. Now it looked pretty rough (im talking about the ocean) so me and my brother were thinking "awesome!". There had been a mention on the news that there was a hurricane about 500 miles away but nobody had said anything about not swimming! Anyway me and brother ran and jump into the ocean and we wade out not to deep but we could still both stand. A few waves come, we're not surfing we just enjoy battling the waves. Anyway all of a sudden a huge wave crashes over us catching us both by suprise. We look at eachother and shout something along the lines of "cool" or "awesome" don't remember.

 

 

 

Then I feel myself being sucked out and wave after wave crashing over me. I look out onto the beach and see my mum shouting for us to come back in. I start swimming as hard as I can against the current but to no avail I just keep getting pulled out further. I've lost sight of my brother. By this time what I can see of my mother she looked pretty fraught! Well I eventually run out of energy practically and im using every last drop of it to fight the ocean. My feet are just touching the sand and im using all my strenght to head towards a group of rocks connected to the beach. I'm worried about cutting my foot, but then I think "screw it" im about to die who gives a dam. I had just about run out of energy and kept swallowing salt water. I thought I was going to die. Somehow there was a gap in the waves and I manage to pull myself up on the rocks. I look behind me and can't see my brother. Then suddenly he body surfes near the rocks I grab him and hoist him up. We walk onto the sand where my mum was (she very angry at us) and I fall over flat on my face in the sand :lol:

 

 

 

I was fine, just through sheer exhaustion my legs had given up. I have nightmares about this even today over a yearlater.

 

 

 

Anyway anyone on tipit ever had a near death experience? If this has been posted before or not allowed I apologise.

 

 

 

Thats called a rip-current, very dangerous. Well, anyway i was camping and i was riding my bike, when a drunk guy came speeding at me at like 70 mph, he almost hit me, like an inch from me. Also, I got sucked under by a rip current also :(

[caligula101]

Yes my dad told me about rip currents, after the event however, how thoughtful :-w

[yeah_you_are]

Me and my freind and dad were in a car when the truck in front of us kicked up some piece of metal that almost crashed through my window and decapitated me. Had it not been for my dads quick reflexes i would haev been dead. The metal sliced the left car door mirror clean off :shock:

[Firebird75]

Contracting leukemia and spending 3.5 weeks in intensive care and 1 year of treatment. I'am currently totally discharged :)

[yeah_you_are]

Contracting leukemia and spending 3.5 weeks in intensive care and 1 year of treatment. I'am currently totally discharged :)

Wow congratulations on the cure

[My_Eggs]

this thread made me think hard about my life and all the times i've had some near death experiences, so heres all that i can remember:

 

 

 

this one i just can't ever forget about... when i was 9 months old i was in my walker, i was sitting at the top of the stairs, and guesse what? Deloria decides it would be smart to leave the door open! thanks bro :D well long story short, i fall down the stairs, hit my head on a metal pole at the bottem, fracture my skull in a few places and bleed quite a bit. i'm reminded of this everyday by the two spots on my forhead that lump out a little bit (my friends think they are awesome little horns starting to form lol)

 

 

 

another one is when Deloria wanted me to go swimming with him (me being the worst swimmer in the world) but i go in anyways, and i end up going into an area i can't touch in... i sink of course, luckily my grandpa was there to grab me and pull me back... it seems like Deloria wants to kill me... lol

 

 

 

another is when i was riding my bike with my neighbor AND DELORIA!!! we have these cool areas of pavement that work as ramps near my house, so i get going as fast as possible and go off the first one (one of the best ones) i get about a foot and a half off the ground, i land and my tire slips into the grass, i fall off my bike, cut up my knuckles, three differnt sides of my knee (i hit the ground and flipped), and whack my head really hard on the ground, i mean i had a killer headache for the rest of the day and into the night... well me, being as smart as i am didn't wear a helmet :? and my neighbor and Deloria nearly run me over! anyways, i get back up after a few seconds (gotta prove your tough infront of the girl you like :D ) and i just hop back on my bike and keep going till i get to my friends house, he tells me he'll get me band-aids for my huge cuts, but he never gets em lol...so that left me the nickname Scarface and some awesome scars on my legs :D

 

 

 

i probably have more if i just tried thinking about it but i hope you enjoyed hearing of how i nearly died a few times