Oh, and did you guys read that thing about mirrors?
Our reflections are evil and they are from another world. They are obliged to copy our every single move, but they hate us. They say that our reflection has control over us, and that they can do evil thing to us.
My dad is up and age. He would be so stressed out from taking care of me that he developed bleedin One day, he asked me did I want to go school ( I was having kidney problems the day before) and I said no. I honestly thank God that I did. That day, he started bleeding from his mouth. Because of the ulcers. Had 911 been called 15 minutes later, my dad would be dead. I was 10.
My dad is up and age. He would be so stressed out from taking care of me that he developed bleedin One day, he asked me did I want to go school ( I was having kidney problems the day before) and I said no. I honestly thank God that I did. That day, he started bleeding from his mouth. Because of the ulcers. Had 911 been called 15 minutes later, my dad would be dead. I was 10.
I always get weird feeling when something's gonna go wrong, and something really goes wrong. It happens to me a lot.
well one time i went to smoke weeed with my friends and this guy we met at friendlys who seemed really nice adn we were in his car and he had a gun and knives and i just got this cold tingly feeling in my body so we get out ta the car and go smoke in this park and then the cops rolled up and me and my friend lauren booked it to the other end of the park because our other friend (not there at the time) lives next to the park so we took refuge there. so scary. the others ended up fleeing without getting caught. **** was real scarry. also, i live in a house thats like 15,000 SF and i always like try to be on top of locking doors because my parents are never home and go to clubs and dinnres alot till late on the weekend, and one time i forgot to lock the door in our morning room and i thougth i heard someone come in and i heard walkign around downstairs, i tried looking from the balcony that looks out above our 2 story family room so that i could see into the like kitchen/morning room area and i didnt see anything. i was so scared. also one time i thougth my sisster was abducted and called the cops and it turned otu she was 2 doors down on the porch and left her cellphone at her friends house the night before and came home when she saw the cops in my driveway...i felt like such a flop...and then one time my moms flower shop got sued because the driver delivered the wrong flowers and hte person was allergic to the babysbreath in the ones they got and almost died...they wanted like 5 million dllars, but we settled with them for like 100,000
The scariest would have to be when I was visiting my family in Southern Australia 2 years ago. It was just me and my dad visiting, (My uncle and aunt lived right near Port Lincoln), so one day they suggested we go swimming in Coffin Bay. They were barbecuing on the Beach and drinking beer, it was about 6 PM. I decided to go for a quick swim, since I hadn't gone yet while everyone else had.
I remember when my feet touched the water that I just felt something was off. I felt clammy and Idk I can't really describe it, it was like someone had just told me something tragic, but everything was fine. Anyway I went further until I could actually swim and stopped feeling the rocks under my feet. The sun was starting to set, and I remember hearing my dad yelling at me to come eat, and that it was getting dark.
I ignored him and swam a bit further out and decided to see how long I could hold my breath, (I was currently a swimmer at my HS back in OH, so I needed to practice holding my breath since I was horrid at it.) I remember I had to clothes my eyes when I was below the water because the salt burned. It wasn't more then 30 or so seconds that I was under water that I felt something rough brush my arm; I could have sworn it was a rock.
Immediately I freaked out and went above the surface, and looked all around, expecting my dad or uncle to be playing a trick on me. Saw nothing but the reflection of teh sun on the water. Now that I was freaked out I decided to go back to shore since I was hungry, and began swimming back. I hadn't gone a foot or two before I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A dorsal fin.
I freaked the **** out as soon as I saw it, instantly knowing what it was, but since I was ****ing obsessed with shark week, I knew not to panic. The thing wasn't more then 5 feet away from me, and it was just swimming in circles for the time being. I tried calling to my family, but of course the dumb asses didn't hear me. I started to swim slowly towards the shore, while I kept my eye on the fin.
As I got closer to the shore I began to swim faster as I thought I would have enough time. I quickly looked back to see the dorsal fin and make sure it was still there, but the fin was gone. That's when I felt something knock into my leg. I don't even remember what happened next, but I kicked with my right leg and swam like mother ****in Kunta Kinte and soon I felt the rocks under me. My dad obviously saw what happened and he pulled me to shore, just as what I now know was a White Pointer practically beached itself on the rocks trying to bite my ****ing limb off.
I wasn't hurt except for a slight scratch from its fin on my leg, but I easily could have been killed. The thing must have been 10-12 feet long. In fact just the past month my uncle told me about a man who was out scuba diving with his son, and all of a sudden disappeared. His son watched as the White Pointer carried his dad out to sea in its jaws, and never saw him again.
I guess I was lucky? Sorry I know most don't want to read this ****ing essay I just wrote, but I like detail I guess.
I was traveling on an overnight bus ride to attend a relative's funeral. I fell asleep, but was soon woken up by this loud, deafening noise of glass shattering. The window beside me had just shattered. I looked down and just saw broken pieces of glass every and me bleeding from different cuts. It was such a surreal moment. We keep driving (with this big ass hole in the window at night) until there was a good amount of distance from where it happened before we stopped. There wasn't a bullet or anything, so we had no idea what really happened.
I was walking home from a party with 3 other friends & a car stopped, pulled out a gun on us & threatened to shoot if we didn't give them all our money & cellphones.
The scariest would have to be when I was visiting my family in Southern Australia 2 years ago. It was just me and my dad visiting, (My uncle and aunt lived right near Port Lincoln), so one day they suggested we go swimming in Coffin Bay. They were barbecuing on the Beach and drinking beer, it was about 6 PM. I decided to go for a quick swim, since I hadn't gone yet while everyone else had.
I remember when my feet touched the water that I just felt something was off. I felt clammy and Idk I can't really describe it, it was like someone had just told me something tragic, but everything was fine. Anyway I went further until I could actually swim and stopped feeling the rocks under my feet. The sun was starting to set, and I remember hearing my dad yelling at me to come eat, and that it was getting dark.
I ignored him and swam a bit further out and decided to see how long I could hold my breath, (I was currently a swimmer at my HS back in OH, so I needed to practice holding my breath since I was horrid at it.) I remember I had to clothes my eyes when I was below the water because the salt burned. It wasn't more then 30 or so seconds that I was under water that I felt something rough brush my arm; I could have sworn it was a rock.
Immediately I freaked out and went above the surface, and looked all around, expecting my dad or uncle to be playing a trick on me. Saw nothing but the reflection of teh sun on the water. Now that I was freaked out I decided to go back to shore since I was hungry, and began swimming back. I hadn't gone a foot or two before I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A dorsal fin.
I freaked the **** out as soon as I saw it, instantly knowing what it was, but since I was ****ing obsessed with shark week, I knew not to panic. The thing wasn't more then 5 feet away from me, and it was just swimming in circles for the time being. I tried calling to my family, but of course the dumb asses didn't hear me. I started to swim slowly towards the shore, while I kept my eye on the fin.
As I got closer to the shore I began to swim faster as I thought I would have enough time. I quickly looked back to see the dorsal fin and make sure it was still there, but the fin was gone. That's when I felt something knock into my leg. I don't even remember what happened next, but I kicked with my right leg and swam like mother ****in Kunta Kinte and soon I felt the rocks under me. My dad obviously saw what happened and he pulled me to shore, just as what I now know was a White Pointer practically beached itself on the rocks trying to bite my ****ing limb off.
I wasn't hurt except for a slight scratch from its fin on my leg, but I easily could have been killed. The thing must have been 10-12 feet long. In fact just the past month my uncle told me about a man who was out scuba diving with his son, and all of a sudden disappeared. His son watched as the White Pointer carried his dad out to sea in its jaws, and never saw him again.
I guess I was lucky? Sorry I know most don't want to read this ****ing essay I just wrote, but I like detail I guess.
im so sorry that is so i ntense. glad your okay Panthera!
My babysitter locked me up in a dark closet, so she could go out with her boyfriend. I was 6.
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Me and my friend getting stuck on the 6th floor of an elevator for 2 hours and he had a "3rd eye" he saw many things when we were trapped in there. When we went out 2 hours later the guard said there was no power outage .