These scary experiences will haunt them forever (r/AskReddit - Reddit Scary Stories)

what is the scariest thing that has ever happened to you that will haunt you for the rest of your life happened to me just this past summer on my birthday of all days I was with some friends watching a World Cup game on a big outdoor screen just chilling drinking and watching the game in the glorious sunshine behind the screen there was this big multi-story car park the screen in the building were separated by a narrow walled alleyway anyway out of nowhere something catches my eye on the roof of the carpark a guy is standing on the ledge I opened my mouth to speak but before I can say a word the dude just jumped he landed in the alleyway and I'll never forget the sound of his body slamming against the tarmac myself and a few others instinctively ran to him stupidly thinking that maybe just maybe he survived and needed help he didn't survive when we got to him his head slash face was wide open and his brains were on the floor all of his bones were broken and some were protruding from his body I've never seen injuries like that before and I was very unprepared for that for a long time and still to this day I wonder if he ever imagined that even in his darkest moment there were literally dozens of strangers just a few dozen feet away that would have gladly come to his aid and spent the rest of the night listening to him and that I would have done just about anything to help him out of that hell for a while I grieved hard for a tormented man whom I encountered just a few moments too late when I was about five or six our stove caught on fire when my parents left a pan unattended they were making french fries or something that requires a good amount of oil by the time anyone noticed the kitchen was pretty much gone and all hell broke loose my dad bolts straight out the back door and me being little I tried to follow him crawling on my hands and knees as we'd been taught in school mom grabs the pan that's on fire tries to run and throw it outside where my dad is holding the door open only she doesn't see me on the floor and trips spilling the fire and oil all over me were it not for my hands covering my head and taking the brunt of the flames I wouldn't have survived third-degree burns all over my hands arms feet and head Doc's found a hole burnt all the way through to my skull and weren't sure how nothing worse came of it the worst part through the whole thing was my hands though the first hospital we went to made a mistake in how they treated my hands and ended up causing nerve damage in both I remember trying to tell them something was wrong that it was hurting too much but of course no one believed a newly traumatized kid knew better than the trained medical professionals five hospital transfers months of physical therapy and a million bandages later I have some gnarly scars a bald spot on my head where scar tissue prevents hair from ever growing back and a debilitating fear of anything hot no matter how many psychological tricks I try I'm still incredibly anxious around fire no matter how small or controlled even lighters or curling irons can send me into panic attacks I am from Chechnya and have witnessed more than a few bombings slash shootouts in my life as a result of the insurgency here probably the scariest happened when I was about 9 or 10 my father and I live in a village in the mountains that was a hot point of the insurgency against Russia up until a few years ago Russian FSB raids on insurgents there was somewhat common anyway I was walking home from school with some of my friends one day when all of a sudden we heard really loud bang / booms in a nearby side streets so well all scatter like dogs there were probably 20 or so of us me and my friend Kaz Matt hide in this back alley for a few minutes just trying to lay low the gunfire sounded like it was coming everywhere so we didn't want to move well after about three or so minutes this guy comes running around the corner and is holding a rifle he looks pretty young maybe around 18 to 20 long dark brown hair a scruffy beard that looks kind of funny since it didn't fully grow in I remember he was wearing a gray Puma hoodie anyway he was limping pretty bad as he was shot or hit by shrapnel in the leg or something and a lot of blood was coming out we were behind a concrete wall and he fired off a couple rounds to whoever was behind the wall before running out of ammo while trying to reload saw us and yelled at us something along the lines of God our new kids why are you here run memories a bit fuzzy well of course being like 10 were very scared and don't move in the meantime his gun jammed or something because he was getting really angry and started crying and hitting his gun out of frustration well anyway right after that on the other end of the wall a guy with a ski mask and a bunch of armor Russian FSB pokes behind the wall makes the quiet hand movement motions for us to lay low then shoots the other guy clean in the throat he collapses and makes that awful throaty sound people who get shot there make before dying me and Kaz Matt are hysterical at this point because we're both kids and the gun shots are also ridiculously loud and we're scared we're going to die anyway a few more FSB troops come from behind the other side shoot the guy's body a few more times for good measure and then start stripping him all the while making jokes about him and talking about how they're going to take souvenirs from his corpse and how much they loved killing jar nosa P it means black but it's a slur used by Russians for Chechens they completely ignored us until one who I think was the one that shot him first walks over tells us to stop crying and go home he actually seems somewhat emphatic and patted us on the back as we got up and said something along the lines of sorry you had to see that but you did good so we slowly get up and leave I'm not exactly haunted by it as I don't have PTSD but it's easily the scariest thing that has ever happened to me and I was also in the vicinity of a suicide bombing that killed 8 people and I think about it sometimes mine happened eight years ago now regarding me and my best friend of 23 years my friend developed a personality disorder from extensive child abuse and a couple of months earlier we were both in a car accident where our mutual friend passed away so naturally we were both quite depressed from that as well she had no idea what was happening and that with the depression wasn't mixing to good unsurprisingly we were staying in a high-rise hotel for a party not too far away and she left a bit earlier than I did only about 30 minutes prior everything seemed normal from what I can remember I was drunk and just casually walked into her room to talk to her in my drunken haze she was standing on the window balcony and jumped I managed to apparently teleport across the room intoxicated and caught her with one mother-effing hand and I have non-existent upper-body strength I remember shaking from adrenaline and having heart palpitations for about 24 hours we're still best friends and she's doing much better and isn't suicidal it was the only suicidal thing she has ever done in fact she's still dealing with the disorder but it's very manageable nowadays eight years on it was quite difficult at the beginning but she managed to get through University with it you'll bet I'll remember that crap the rest of my life also the car crash would be the second scariest thing I have no idea how three of us survived and I'll tell you the sight of it made me wish I was knocked unconscious when I was in college I had to have heart surgery wasn't open heart or anything just the kind where they go up through the groin anyway they informed me that during the surgery they might have to lessen the anesthesia and wake me up to get my heart into a particular rhythm they said it was very unlikely they'd have to do this sure enough there I was mid surgery waking up to a bunch of monitors with my insides displayed on them my arms and legs were strapped to the table and I could feel all of the cords inside of me I freaked the F out and started pleading with them to put me back to sleep it was totally normal for them to have done this in the situation but I was scared like hell I kept having nightmares for weeks about being strapped down and tortured even though I knew they did what they had to do I was at a red light when two cars collided at a 90-degree angle and as one of the cars slid to a stop about ten feet away from me a little girl about five years old came smashing through the back passenger window and fell headfirst onto the street I ran and picked her up and waited until her mom came out to take her thankfully I heard later that everyone involved was alright my brother stopped responding to my mom's phone calls asked me to check on him went there and kicked in the door because I had a feeling he was dead broke the door but the chain holding it held saw him laying on his chair through the small opening shouldered the door one more time and it was obvious he was dead we'll never forget seeing him through the small opening because of that chain a psycho girl I dated for like two weeks stared at me in the eyes and put a lit cigarette out on her forearm four days later a gaggle of cops showed up at my door with sexual abuse and assault charges from said psycho one cop grabbed my collar and was yelling at me did you put an effing cigarette out on a girl's arm after literally two days of basically interrogating me and assumably speaking to her they figured it all out the whole thing was out of the blue and effing terrifying I feel like the whole situation could have been so bad at no fault of my own turns out she'd had quite the history of this type of thing and had actually lost her license as a clinical social worker due to similar false allegations fun side story I happen to have dinner with her parents a few days prior and mid dinner her mother started crying and told everyone at the table that her father forced her to have sex so he could maintain a healthy prostate yikes when I was younger my father committed a crime that resulted in SWAT teams storming our house my first ever memory is that of a police officer cornering me in my own house eighteen years later still have tremendous anxiety at even the sight of a police officer three years ago I was driving down i-95 in the fast lane the guy in front of me didn't have working brake lights he's cresting a hill and I'm a few car lengths behind him as I go up the hill I realized that their standstill traffic ahead and the guy in front of me had been slowing down it was too late for me but I hit the brakes anyway I realized I was either going to rear-end the guy and create a huge pileup where I could veer left and hit the jersey barrier I chose the barrier the car did a couple 360s and I ended up three lanes to the right and steering an 18-wheeler in the face somehow I managed to pull the car off into the grass before anything hit me but if I had waited any longer I would 100,000% either be dead or severely disabled I still get nervous driving on the highway for long periods of time and get incredibly anxious if I ever have to slam on the brakes but for the most part I'm okay a bit over a decade ago I helped carry a few dead guys out of an armored car and into an ambulance like a testament to its maker the armored car was relatively intact in the hull and cabin were not punctured the vehicle had been thrown so far and so fast that the occupants were almost liquefied in their own skin I remember my buddy saying it doesn't matter how strong a hole is if you throw it far enough the occupants were much harder to carry the normal deadweight as they were floppy and contorted they bent like Gumby moved thinking about it sucks and I occasionally have nightmares I will definitely never forget it what happened to make their car go so fast a large bomb under the road last year's earthquake I was on my way to work in the bus when the earthquake started at first I thought it was something else and not an earthquake because the alarms weren't sounding but then people started to panic and the bus had to stop it was an intense earthquake then there's a loud crush and the building in front of the bus starts collapsing there was a lot of dust and water I thought the building was going to fall and crush the bus I thought I was going to die people scream the bus moves really fast to the next stop and we get out my legs were shaking and I was sure the city was going to be destroyed but the really scary part was not being able communicate with my family and know if they were okay public transport stopped working because of the damage in the building so I had to walk back home lots of people were walking there was a fire nearby and you could see the smoke most of us were walking on autopilot trying to use our cell phones but there were connection problems after what felt like hours I finally received a call from my mom she and my brother were fine but they didn't know about my dad they couldn't communicate with him a couple hours later I finally got home wishing my dad was there but he wasn't they still couldn't communicate with him my mom was crying and calling him non-stop my aunt's called us asking if we knew something about my dad but no I was extremely anxious the most anxious I've ever been I was crying while watching the news and seeing all the damage all the buildings that collapsed all the people who died in the people who were still trapped finally my dad gets home we hugged him and cried a lot he also had to walk all his way home and was as worried as we were because he didn't know if we were fine the next day there was another earthquake and when the alarm started sounding I passed out it's been a year and I'm still terrified about another earthquake I told this story once already but my mother tried to kill my little bro and I and she nearly bled him to death and left him a I copied the story here the day my mother tried to kill my lil bro and I to start her life again with her new boyfriend I was 16 my bro 14 our mom was a nurse and to be honest had always been a crappy mother we were punched kicked slapped made to sleep in the garage on a daily basis she had divorced our dad who ended up committing suicide she totally drove him to it in my opinion so we were stuck with her I did once try to contact CPS our country equivalent to them at least and the first thing those stupid as a donkey but bastards did was to call her boy I couldn't sit for week after that so much she beat me taught me to keep my mouth shut and to never ever trust the so-called system not saying that to throw a pity party just so you can get the context here anyway she met someone quite rich not from the country and here we were keeping her from living her dream what detestable horrible brats we were daring to be here alive and ruining her life on and on the insults and demeaning words kept but my bro and I held together so she had to switch plans she spiked our morning breakfast juice and when my lil bro dozed off she sliced his femoral vein I will never be thankful enough for the fact that she did miss the artery I wouldn't have been able to save him otherwise I hadn't drink all my juice I already had a roaring ulcer and I retained enough wits or desperation to drag my bro into the bathroom locked the door and screamed for help through the window while maintaining pressure on his wound and crying all I could begging him to stay awake stay the F awake buddy cops and ER came in and that turbo did what she said fake crying that I had tried to kill my bro and myself after locking us in the bathroom effing psychopathic cops did drag blood-soaked hysterical and snarling me out in handcuffs while my bro was taken to the hospital I made no sense adrenaline plus the lil bit of drugs in my system combined and I was completely incoherent so they didn't believe me at first spent six hours in jail not kitty jail real adult jail till my bro got his surgery woke up and first thing he did was to scream for me sure dear mom had gotten me as I protected him truth is she had nicked me on the throat but I had managed to dodge enough it was nothing but a superficial slice did only 24 months jail claimed temporary insanity I was in a tornado when I was really little fortunately it didn't directly pass over the house I was in and no one died but I still have nightmares about tornadoes storms frighten me while everyone else around me gets excited about them I work in the ER and was putting a body to the morgue and while I was bagging the body I noticed the chest was beating I put my hand on it and the patient's heart was still beating I called a code blue in the morgue which was very awkward for the operator to say over the whole Hospital intercom code blue to the morgue code blue to the morgue all the team responded only to tell me that the heartbeat was due to the medication they gave him earlier when they coded him he's still very much dead I still think about how scared I was in the morgue alone with a possible alive patient I still wonder about it to this day could he have still been alive a flash flood knocked me out of bed in the middle of the night and pinned me underwater I have no idea of how long I was underwater or how long it took me to find my children I have a fear of heavy rain and floods I expect every rainstorm to cause a catastrophic flood I now live in a multi-story home elevated 12 feet off the ground regardless of whether I can't sleep unless I'm upstairs 24 feet above ground I keep lifejackets in the house the person I trusted the most tried to kill me I woke up one morning and she was waiting for me with my gun a point three five seven it was an ambush I got shot but she fired low trying to shoot me in the back she got arrested and charged with attempted murder cops also found out she had killed her previous husband shot him with a 3230 rifle in the same living room she shot me this was four years before we met this was 2005 I am damaged for life I do not I cannot trust any human anywhere not a day goes by that I don't think about this I was raped by a man twice my age when I was 18 he sent himself texts from my phone making it seem like I asked for it I was so drunk I don't remember that night I only know I didn't ask for it because a friend of mine was sober and told me the timestamps didn't add up from when he picked me up I thought he was trustworthy so he was my sober ride home - when she saw me back at our dorm we were gone for hours but he sent the messages right around the time she saw me at the dorm either way I was barely 18 and couldn't walk on my own and no one will believe me because he has proof I asked him to pick me up and then to have sex [Music] [Music]

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Published: Wed Aug 28 2019