I have a story it did not happen to me. but it happened to my older brother. It happened 7 years ago. He was going camping with my other two brothers. He was driving super fast and he ended up rear ending a 18 wheeler. He had to be airlifted to a nearby hospital. He almost died. He had to have so many surgeries. Now he’s alive and he will need more surgeries to fix him. He was in the hospital for months. He’s disabled for life. He also has health issues now. I’m glad my older brother survived. Even though he almost lost his life.
That sounds intense! Your brother's strength is impressive, going through all those surgeries and still being here. That must have been a tough time for all of you.
Ah, one I can now answer. It was Friday, September 27, 2024. My house got hit by a tree during hurricane Helene. I had decided to sleep in my game room that night, as I did most weekends. I had the day off from school that day (They called it in anticipation of the hurricane, I live in SC, so hurricanes are rare enough to warrant concern.), so I decided to stay up pretty late on Minecraft with my best friend, as we have a server together. So, I go to sleep around 1:30 AM, expecting to be able to sleep in 'till around 10:00 ish. But, at 6:30 AM, I wake up. The power's gone out. "Huh, I guess this is a bad storm." I thought to myself. Then, around 5 seconds later, I hear it, the crashing noise that will stay with me my entire life. A tree hits the game room not even 10 feet from where I am laying on the futon bed. I start to run down the stairs to the main floor, practically having to jump over debris that had fallen. Bits of sheet rock, ceiling joists, shingles, insulation, you name it. My parents help me downstairs, and we hide in my mom's closet, the only room in the house with no windows, for about 2 hours. Fortunately, everyone in my family was safe. After the storm stopped, we went back upstairs to grab what could be salvaged, and the wall stopped falling in around 2 feet from where my head had been. I missed being killed by that tree and the wall caving in by 2 feet! And that is why I will always remember September 27, 2024 as the day I literally missed death by a hair. Sorry for the rant, lol.
My first near death experience was when I was 3. My grandfather heated his pool using a solar method. He had acquired some really cheap glass to cover all the pipes. The glass was warped. I was splashing in the water that had accumulated on the surface of the glass. Somehow slipped, and my hand went through the glass. Cut my wrist deep. A wee little thing soaked an entire beach towel in blood before I got to the hospital. I hD just missed the artery by a very small amount. I was grey and passing out by the time we reached the hospital. The second, we were leaving church. My son decided to help his buddy take the trash out. I was irritated because I was just ready to go home. It was maybe 2 minutes. As we head home, we are intercepted at the last cross road before home by police, fire and ambulances. There was a terrible accident involving a drunk driver. Had my son not chose to help with the trash, we would have been right in the middle of that accident.
I was driving nearly 100mph on the highway at around 2am, having fun and making great time on a road trip. Saw some suspiciously federal looking taillights on someone merging in, turns out it was a cop. Shortly after slowed down to about 78mph to avoid a ticket, a deer jumped out in front of the cop car, which was not directly ahead of me. We were both able to slow down and avoid hitting the deer. Had the cop not merged on, I probably would've kept on screaming down the highway, slamming into the deer.
I crashed my car into the back of a truck and only broke my left hand. The truck driver said the way I crashed saved my life because the angle I hit it at made it so that the bonnet wrapped around the under bar of the truck and stopped it from penetrating through me. I remember time slowed down as I realised I was going to crash and I was planning on the best way to do it. I'd have crashed into a wall or oncoming traffic if I'd turned left or right which could have easily killed me he said. When the police showed up he said the same thing. My brain's quick thinking during the adrenaline rush saved my life
I actually have several stories like this. I almost drowned in a public pool because my older sibling tossed me in the deep end and then forgot about me for 15 seconds (it was a bad breath), I (twice) have almost asphyxiated on a Tootsie Roll, but the one that I will always say was the closest time I ever came to dying was in second grade. For some setup, I was on the playground with my friend, running around, having a blast. There was this cement pipe in the back corner, away from all the adult supervision, surrounded by trees. It was fall, so of course there were many leaves on the ground. About 4 feet away from the pipe, there was a section of sidewalk that ran along the perimeter of the playground. My friend was standing on the pipe, and I was standing on the sidewalk. My second grade brain said "I shall jump directly from the sidewalk to the pipe. This is something that is both possible and not dangerous." I didn't quite make it. I landed about halfway through the jump, and slipped on a wet leaf, causing my head to go careening into the sidewalk behind me. I actually blacked out for a second at this point, and when I opened my eyes, my friend was panicking, and I reached around my head and felt the back. It was definitely bleeding. Neither of us really knew what to do so we were just panicking until another friend walked over, saw what was happening, and took me to the nurse. From there, the nurse called my father, who took me to the children's hospital. In there, they handed me a patch of glue and said "Put this where the thing happened". So basically I had to glue my head back together. That was a fun experience to have in the second grade.
My medical "wow i'm lucky i didn't die" story: for the few years leading up to this incident i had been experiencing increasingly worse and worse heartburn, digestive issues, bloating, abdominal pain, nausea, etc. finally it got to a point where for a week straight, after i ate anything i'd get severe heartburn almost immediately. my doctor who i had spoken to twice told me that it was probably just a benign recurring stomach ulcer, so i was avoiding fatty foods and basically just eating cheerios and water, but to no avail. still, regardless of the pain i was in, i trusted my doctor that the pain wasnt actually serious and that i just needed to ride it out. i was missing all of my classes and there was an exam for one of the ones i had missed the most of, but i couldnt call in absent from the exam unless i had a doctor's note. i was doubled over on my bed with heart-attack levels of heartburn and constipation and decided to call the campus dial-a-nurse to see if they could get me a medical note to miss my exam. I call once, the call doesn't go through (our campus dial-a-nurse has a really terrible and confusing call directory), so i debate whether its worth it a little longer, and then call again. i get in contact with a nurse, finally, after being on hold for what felt like forever, and start describing my symptoms saying all i really want is a medical note of absence. she listens to my description of my pain and tells me i need to go to the ER, now. I live on the same corner as the ER, so I just grab my umbrella and walk there. I get in and wait, they take me back, the doctor starts pushing on my stomach. the doctor frowns. they take me _further_ back. they do an ultrasound on my abdomen. then they take me to a _hospital room._ apparently, my gallbladder had been producing gallstones like a goddamn marble factory for the past two years, and several of them escaped my gall bladder and became lodged in the bile ducts leading to my liver. If i had continued to ignore the pain like i'd been doing, and hadn't had an exam that wednesday that i needed to call out from, my liver probably would have become infected and i would have died thinking i was just being a weenie about a little peptic ulcer. i had to have an endoscopy and emergency laproscopic surgery to remove my gallbladder that weekend. The worst part? There were signs that this was what was happening to me from the beginning. two summers before that happened to me, I got my physical done and my liver enzyme/biliruben levels were THROUGH THE ROOF. my doctor saw that I was taking SSRIs and was like 'oh it's probably just a side effect of that zoloft you're on' and did nothing! NOTHING!!!
20+ years ago I was out biking with a friend, going to a huge market in our city. We were biking in the street, which legally we were supposed to, and also followed the law by pulling into the center lane to make a left turn. I was waiting at the light when I heard a car honking really really loudly. It was two cars honking really really loudly. And they were clearly coming towards me. People in it screaming at me to get off the road (some people insist bikes don’t belong there) but seriously I was in the middle of this street with four or five lanes. Fortunately, rather than stubbornly sit there, knowing I was correct, I took my bike and pulled it in myself about a foot to the left or foot to the right, and this car speeds just beside me still honking, at like twice the speed limit. Moment after I realize I’m not dead, I hear them still screaming at me about how bike shouldn’t be in the road. Managed to get myself to the Market parking lot. I proceeded to start shaking and crying for around 10 minutes. That night I had dreams about the pope and everyone was speaking in Latin. I’m not even Catholic.
2020, the hospital was probably swamped and had no beds to put op in so they went "hes breathing so he goes home". But he should have had follow up or given instructions on how to get an appointment with at least a clinic.
Not exactly saving my life so much as enabling me to be born. My biological father got sick around some time in early 2000 with what he found out later was mono, something that wasn't common in our city. He had been doing strenuous work at the time. My biological mother insisted he get checked, even when they didn't know what was going on. Apparently, his spleen was swollen, and had he ignored symptoms, he might have ruptured his spleen and bled out on the job. If not for my mother insisting, I probably wouldn't be around today.
I got a few. When I was really young, I told my mom I buckled myself up, which intact I didn’t, and while we were driving down the road I got up and opened the door, flying out the door and nearly got ran over. Second was putting some knives away that were in a double scabbard, and had them both in one hand, pushed the first knife in when it slipped with the other knife still in hand, hand with knife went barreling straight for my thigh, got rushed to the hospital which was like an hour away, when in the ER they said if I was a couple cm off I would have hit a blood vessel and bled out before ever making it to the hospital. Last was I was driving passenger driving down the highway when a car stopped in the middle of the highway, my mom yanked on the wheel to try and get around it, and hit the passenger side into the back of the car, kicked was I didn’t have a seat belt on, police said I was lucky I didn’t fly out the window. Ya, things can get crazy really fast.
As a small child I knew to look both ways before crossing the street but for some reason one time I was halfway in the process of taking a step into the road when I confirmed no cars were coming from my right, only to turn to the left and have a big truck fly by me before I could complete my step. I was about a foot away from being smeared across that grill. I'm much more careful now.
I have another story that I remembered. As a kid I always had severe asthma attacks. I remember I was in middle school in 6th grade. My parents decided to send me to school while having the most severe asthma attack. I went throughout the day barely breathing. When I got home I tried to take a nap but at that point my breathing was much worse. I was wheezing so bad that my mom called my dad and they rushed me to the hospital. The doctor told us if we would’ve of waiting longer I would’ve died. I was 11 years old at the time. I’ll never forget that day at all.
2:22 Smokey also known as SCP 973 a highway patrol cop when he pulls you over you might hear on the radio R U N and what is wrong with his body well he looks like a man from the 70s and 70s car you may think nothing wrong about that right?? WRONG he can even follow max speed Bugattis and still catch up just like SCP 3899 the Night Hauler only comes out during night obviously just like Smokey you can go learn about that on a TH-cam video he also crashes you off the highway Uncontained too and 973 is also Uncontained he also gives this when he kills his victims (he can obviously talk too btw) usually bite marks maybe scratchs lots of blood missing limbs maybe he also has glasses and stays silent except on the radio when he gets near the victim and the a window is open he will take off the glasses to show his red eyes and if they don't run He will be killed or she and No Smokey will not die its the driver that would die. 3899 the Night Hauler appears when there is rarely nobody else to see him and the victim same with 973 Smokey go watch a TH-cam video about it well most of them don't mention that fact anyways he crashes people off the road also obviously all black semi truck his appearance also looks like a fat middle age man (the driver) 3899-2 is the drivers number it can even catch up to Bugattis etc he also is sometimes seen with tentacles the victims cannot see his eyes his shirt or hat or anything just looks like a shadow after the crash he will give a letter to the victim here is an example: "Sorry didn't mean no harm here is some money for the damages get you a new Rig and drive on" and there would obviously be real money inside DNA tests just show diesel etc so next time you drive on the highway alone think again because of Him and 973 Smokey which I already told you to watch a video about him.
Moped was interesting. I had a similar reaction when i got in a car wreck. Once i started spinning i knew i couldn't fight the inertia so took my hands off rhe steering wheel to brace my head and neck.
Would Seth McFarlane missing his flight on September 11, 2001 be considered lucky? Seth had a ticket for one of planes that struck one of the towers and missed it because he was dealing with a hangover and he also had an incorrect departure time, missing the flight by 10 minutes.
I was parked along the road one day, standing next to my driver side door waiting for traffic to pass so I could open it and get in. A car looked like it was gonna pass my car pretty close so I stepped forward, pressing myself against the closed door. Dude flew by me at 40 mph, so close he took off my driver side mirror. How he took off the mirror without even touching me will forever be a mystery, but I imagine I was an inch, or less, away from a world of hurt, if not death. Note, this was a wide residential street where the speed limit was maybe 15 mph.
When i was 16, i was playing basketball with my team before practice. I saw a lane, went to go dunk it. My memory from that play immediately cuts off the moment i let go of the rim, and my next memory was waking up to a blur of red and blue lights as paramedics had arrived. I vividly remember hearing a voice telling me not to move, but because my vision was so blurry i was turning my head to try see who was saying that. I looked to my right, i was laying on the ground still watching blood spray out of my ear along the court 💀 i was rushed to the hospital, they did whatever they needed to do, i was in and out of consciousness throughout that whole rush. When i finally awoke properly, the dr there had shown me the X Rays and was explaining to me how the fracture in my skull was literally 1mm away from an artery that if damaged, would have killed me 😅 and also got told not to move my arm because i had also managed to have torn my lat muscle lmao. Im 26 now, and since that day ive completely lost taste on the right side of my tongue, the hearing in my right ear is a bit muffled, and my sense of smell is a bit impaired. I never knew water had a taste until i couldnt taste it 😂 definitely changed my outlook on life after that experience. Also in the same year, due to this incident, i was told to not even think about playing basketball for the next 9-10 months minimum. But in 9 months time from those injuries we had a tournament that at the time meant everything to us. So i started doing everything i could to get back in form even tho i was strongly advised to not train. Fast forward 9 months of recovery and training so hard, i was back to feeling my best on the court perfectly timed for the tournament. 2 weeks before the tournament im at the local court playing 2v2 with some mates, i land wrong on a rebound and fracture my ankle and had to support my team in a moon boot that tournament 💀💀 tough times that year was 😂
I like how I just end up going on the Internet to hear the very thing I came to escape sometimes XD Depressing stories about serious subjects (this one doesn't REALLY apply, but still)
Got into a car accident in May. Hit a SUV with my Nissan leaf, my first car. If I weren’t wearing my seatbelt I’d have probably flown through the windshield. I have muscle spasms in my back and neck, but I’m alive.
One time in my small town there was small fireworks outside of a Party of sort and I climbed a snowy hill and one of the Firework's Pop/Sparks hit my glasses and I was uninjured Not sure if I would die or get seriously hurt from that :3
story at 2:00:30 is soooooo fake. I work in a vet clinic and any drugs that can get you high are locked in a safe. I carry a panic button with me and idk any other clinic that doesn’t have some type of emergency button sooo nah that wouldn’t happen. He at least wouldn’t have gotten away fs
The extra inflection is too extra. Its nice not hearing AI, but its distracting when its too much. Dial it back just a little. IMHO. Otherwise thank you for the channel and other than said piece, good narration. 👍🏼❤️
I think you might have some video with your ads dawg. You got ads literally every 1-2 minutes, I only get this many ads on your content and this channel isn't even in my top 5 for most watched. Borderline unwatchable content at this point. I'm also hard of hearing and the text never accurately matches what is being narrated, I've had to go back several times on certain stories to comprehend what is being said because the subtitles are poorly auto-generated, somehow even worse that youtubes default auto subtitles. When my regulars haven't uploaded in a while I'd come check in here, I'd follow along until it got frustrating trying to keep up with the narration, used it as background noise every now and then, now I get interrupted with ads more frequent than what's on cable and I'm heavily considering unsubbing. I've seen full AI made reddit story channels with better quality content and less ads than you guys, and those are purely cash grabs. I refuse to believe that there's actual hard work put into these and you guys are now just doing it for sloppy passive income instead of the soulful anti-dead internet stuff you started out with. Get better yall. Please. The voices are soothing, the game play provides a lovely amount of visual stimuli, but it's impossible to follow along and unwatchable with the ad nukes.
"This patient disagrees" has the same energy as "i do not have permission to die" lol
I have a story it did not happen to me. but it happened to my older brother. It happened 7 years ago. He was going camping with my other two brothers. He was driving super fast and he ended up rear ending a 18 wheeler. He had to be airlifted to a nearby hospital. He almost died. He had to have so many surgeries. Now he’s alive and he will need more surgeries to fix him. He was in the hospital for months. He’s disabled for life. He also has health issues now. I’m glad my older brother survived. Even though he almost lost his life.
Surrounded by angels 😇😇
That sounds intense! Your brother's strength is impressive, going through all those surgeries and still being here. That must have been a tough time for all of you.
Ah, one I can now answer. It was Friday, September 27, 2024. My house got hit by a tree during hurricane Helene. I had decided to sleep in my game room that night, as I did most weekends. I had the day off from school that day (They called it in anticipation of the hurricane, I live in SC, so hurricanes are rare enough to warrant concern.), so I decided to stay up pretty late on Minecraft with my best friend, as we have a server together. So, I go to sleep around 1:30 AM, expecting to be able to sleep in 'till around 10:00 ish. But, at 6:30 AM, I wake up. The power's gone out. "Huh, I guess this is a bad storm." I thought to myself. Then, around 5 seconds later, I hear it, the crashing noise that will stay with me my entire life. A tree hits the game room not even 10 feet from where I am laying on the futon bed. I start to run down the stairs to the main floor, practically having to jump over debris that had fallen. Bits of sheet rock, ceiling joists, shingles, insulation, you name it. My parents help me downstairs, and we hide in my mom's closet, the only room in the house with no windows, for about 2 hours. Fortunately, everyone in my family was safe. After the storm stopped, we went back upstairs to grab what could be salvaged, and the wall stopped falling in around 2 feet from where my head had been. I missed being killed by that tree and the wall caving in by 2 feet! And that is why I will always remember September 27, 2024 as the day I literally missed death by a hair.
Sorry for the rant, lol.
Omg
Every single story: “person drove car”
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My first near death experience was when I was 3. My grandfather heated his pool using a solar method. He had acquired some really cheap glass to cover all the pipes. The glass was warped. I was splashing in the water that had accumulated on the surface of the glass. Somehow slipped, and my hand went through the glass. Cut my wrist deep. A wee little thing soaked an entire beach towel in blood before I got to the hospital. I hD just missed the artery by a very small amount. I was grey and passing out by the time we reached the hospital. The second, we were leaving church. My son decided to help his buddy take the trash out. I was irritated because I was just ready to go home. It was maybe 2 minutes. As we head home, we are intercepted at the last cross road before home by police, fire and ambulances. There was a terrible accident involving a drunk driver. Had my son not chose to help with the trash, we would have been right in the middle of that accident.
I was driving nearly 100mph on the highway at around 2am, having fun and making great time on a road trip. Saw some suspiciously federal looking taillights on someone merging in, turns out it was a cop. Shortly after slowed down to about 78mph to avoid a ticket, a deer jumped out in front of the cop car, which was not directly ahead of me. We were both able to slow down and avoid hitting the deer. Had the cop not merged on, I probably would've kept on screaming down the highway, slamming into the deer.
I crashed my car into the back of a truck and only broke my left hand. The truck driver said the way I crashed saved my life because the angle I hit it at made it so that the bonnet wrapped around the under bar of the truck and stopped it from penetrating through me.
I remember time slowed down as I realised I was going to crash and I was planning on the best way to do it. I'd have crashed into a wall or oncoming traffic if I'd turned left or right which could have easily killed me he said.
When the police showed up he said the same thing. My brain's quick thinking during the adrenaline rush saved my life
I actually have several stories like this. I almost drowned in a public pool because my older sibling tossed me in the deep end and then forgot about me for 15 seconds (it was a bad breath), I (twice) have almost asphyxiated on a Tootsie Roll, but the one that I will always say was the closest time I ever came to dying was in second grade.
For some setup, I was on the playground with my friend, running around, having a blast. There was this cement pipe in the back corner, away from all the adult supervision, surrounded by trees. It was fall, so of course there were many leaves on the ground. About 4 feet away from the pipe, there was a section of sidewalk that ran along the perimeter of the playground. My friend was standing on the pipe, and I was standing on the sidewalk. My second grade brain said "I shall jump directly from the sidewalk to the pipe. This is something that is both possible and not dangerous."
I didn't quite make it.
I landed about halfway through the jump, and slipped on a wet leaf, causing my head to go careening into the sidewalk behind me. I actually blacked out for a second at this point, and when I opened my eyes, my friend was panicking, and I reached around my head and felt the back. It was definitely bleeding. Neither of us really knew what to do so we were just panicking until another friend walked over, saw what was happening, and took me to the nurse. From there, the nurse called my father, who took me to the children's hospital. In there, they handed me a patch of glue and said "Put this where the thing happened". So basically I had to glue my head back together. That was a fun experience to have in the second grade.
My medical "wow i'm lucky i didn't die" story:
for the few years leading up to this incident i had been experiencing increasingly worse and worse heartburn, digestive issues, bloating, abdominal pain, nausea, etc. finally it got to a point where for a week straight, after i ate anything i'd get severe heartburn almost immediately. my doctor who i had spoken to twice told me that it was probably just a benign recurring stomach ulcer, so i was avoiding fatty foods and basically just eating cheerios and water, but to no avail. still, regardless of the pain i was in, i trusted my doctor that the pain wasnt actually serious and that i just needed to ride it out. i was missing all of my classes and there was an exam for one of the ones i had missed the most of, but i couldnt call in absent from the exam unless i had a doctor's note. i was doubled over on my bed with heart-attack levels of heartburn and constipation and decided to call the campus dial-a-nurse to see if they could get me a medical note to miss my exam.
I call once, the call doesn't go through (our campus dial-a-nurse has a really terrible and confusing call directory), so i debate whether its worth it a little longer, and then call again. i get in contact with a nurse, finally, after being on hold for what felt like forever, and start describing my symptoms saying all i really want is a medical note of absence. she listens to my description of my pain and tells me i need to go to the ER, now. I live on the same corner as the ER, so I just grab my umbrella and walk there. I get in and wait, they take me back, the doctor starts pushing on my stomach. the doctor frowns. they take me _further_ back. they do an ultrasound on my abdomen. then they take me to a _hospital room._ apparently, my gallbladder had been producing gallstones like a goddamn marble factory for the past two years, and several of them escaped my gall bladder and became lodged in the bile ducts leading to my liver. If i had continued to ignore the pain like i'd been doing, and hadn't had an exam that wednesday that i needed to call out from, my liver probably would have become infected and i would have died thinking i was just being a weenie about a little peptic ulcer. i had to have an endoscopy and emergency laproscopic surgery to remove my gallbladder that weekend.
The worst part? There were signs that this was what was happening to me from the beginning. two summers before that happened to me, I got my physical done and my liver enzyme/biliruben levels were THROUGH THE ROOF. my doctor saw that I was taking SSRIs and was like 'oh it's probably just a side effect of that zoloft you're on' and did nothing! NOTHING!!!
This is better than watching the us election.
Very low bar.
For fvcking real
20+ years ago I was out biking with a friend, going to a huge market in our city. We were biking in the street, which legally we were supposed to, and also followed the law by pulling into the center lane to make a left turn. I was waiting at the light when I heard a car honking really really loudly. It was two cars honking really really loudly. And they were clearly coming towards me. People in it screaming at me to get off the road (some people insist bikes don’t belong there) but seriously I was in the middle of this street with four or five lanes. Fortunately, rather than stubbornly sit there, knowing I was correct, I took my bike and pulled it in myself about a foot to the left or foot to the right, and this car speeds just beside me still honking, at like twice the speed limit. Moment after I realize I’m not dead, I hear them still screaming at me about how bike shouldn’t be in the road. Managed to get myself to the Market parking lot. I proceeded to start shaking and crying for around 10 minutes. That night I had dreams about the pope and everyone was speaking in Latin. I’m not even Catholic.
24 HOUR GANG 🗣️🔥🔥!!!!!!
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@@lochlanmuir2291 he wasn’t even asking for likes
Yep
2020, the hospital was probably swamped and had no beds to put op in so they went "hes breathing so he goes home". But he should have had follow up or given instructions on how to get an appointment with at least a clinic.
Maybe I’ll just watch these videos for four years…..😞
I hear you on that….
We'll be okay, somehow. At least he can never run again
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We're all each other's support network. If you need an ear, there's several million of us waiting to lend one.
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Not exactly saving my life so much as enabling me to be born. My biological father got sick around some time in early 2000 with what he found out later was mono, something that wasn't common in our city. He had been doing strenuous work at the time. My biological mother insisted he get checked, even when they didn't know what was going on. Apparently, his spleen was swollen, and had he ignored symptoms, he might have ruptured his spleen and bled out on the job. If not for my mother insisting, I probably wouldn't be around today.
These guys should do a Christmas special with Christmas stories
I got a few. When I was really young, I told my mom I buckled myself up, which intact I didn’t, and while we were driving down the road I got up and opened the door, flying out the door and nearly got ran over. Second was putting some knives away that were in a double scabbard, and had them both in one hand, pushed the first knife in when it slipped with the other knife still in hand, hand with knife went barreling straight for my thigh, got rushed to the hospital which was like an hour away, when in the ER they said if I was a couple cm off I would have hit a blood vessel and bled out before ever making it to the hospital. Last was I was driving passenger driving down the highway when a car stopped in the middle of the highway, my mom yanked on the wheel to try and get around it, and hit the passenger side into the back of the car, kicked was I didn’t have a seat belt on, police said I was lucky I didn’t fly out the window. Ya, things can get crazy really fast.
As a small child I knew to look both ways before crossing the street but for some reason one time I was halfway in the process of taking a step into the road when I confirmed no cars were coming from my right, only to turn to the left and have a big truck fly by me before I could complete my step. I was about a foot away from being smeared across that grill.
I'm much more careful now.
It is very true that if you relax your body you are more likely to survive a car accident
I have another story that I remembered. As a kid I always had severe asthma attacks. I remember I was in middle school in 6th grade. My parents decided to send me to school while having the most severe asthma attack. I went throughout the day barely breathing. When I got home I tried to take a nap but at that point my breathing was much worse. I was wheezing so bad that my mom called my dad and they rushed me to the hospital. The doctor told us if we would’ve of waiting longer I would’ve died. I was 11 years old at the time. I’ll never forget that day at all.
omg it's one that's not about a car!
Shame on your parents two. Did you ever forgive them?
i love that you always manage to post when i go on break at work
RIP To All The Innocent 🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️
There's got to be some goth dude out there that wishes he could live in an old Victorian house full of bats.
I was taught in driving school that one should always dodge from the right, so the right curb thing was indeed well done
2:22 Smokey also known as SCP 973 a highway patrol cop when he pulls you over you might hear on the radio R U N and what is wrong with his body well he looks like a man from the 70s and 70s car you may think nothing wrong about that right?? WRONG he can even follow max speed Bugattis and still catch up just like SCP 3899 the Night Hauler only comes out during night obviously just like Smokey you can go learn about that on a TH-cam video he also crashes you off the highway Uncontained too and 973 is also Uncontained he also gives this when he kills his victims (he can obviously talk too btw) usually bite marks maybe scratchs lots of blood missing limbs maybe he also has glasses and stays silent except on the radio when he gets near the victim and the a window is open he will take off the glasses to show his red eyes and if they don't run He will be killed or she and No Smokey will not die its the driver that would die. 3899 the Night Hauler appears when there is rarely nobody else to see him and the victim same with 973 Smokey go watch a TH-cam video about it well most of them don't mention that fact anyways he crashes people off the road also obviously all black semi truck his appearance also looks like a fat middle age man (the driver) 3899-2 is the drivers number it can even catch up to Bugattis etc he also is sometimes seen with tentacles the victims cannot see his eyes his shirt or hat or anything just looks like a shadow after the crash he will give a letter to the victim here is an example: "Sorry didn't mean no harm here is some money for the damages get you a new Rig and drive on" and there would obviously be real money inside DNA tests just show diesel etc so next time you drive on the highway alone think again because of Him and 973 Smokey which I already told you to watch a video about him.
Moped was interesting. I had a similar reaction when i got in a car wreck. Once i started spinning i knew i couldn't fight the inertia so took my hands off rhe steering wheel to brace my head and neck.
Thank you for posting
Would Seth McFarlane missing his flight on September 11, 2001 be considered lucky? Seth had a ticket for one of planes that struck one of the towers and missed it because he was dealing with a hangover and he also had an incorrect departure time, missing the flight by 10 minutes.
nO cUz iT wAs sEtH
I was parked along the road one day, standing next to my driver side door waiting for traffic to pass so I could open it and get in. A car looked like it was gonna pass my car pretty close so I stepped forward, pressing myself against the closed door. Dude flew by me at 40 mph, so close he took off my driver side mirror. How he took off the mirror without even touching me will forever be a mystery, but I imagine I was an inch, or less, away from a world of hurt, if not death.
Note, this was a wide residential street where the speed limit was maybe 15 mph.
When i was 16, i was playing basketball with my team before practice. I saw a lane, went to go dunk it. My memory from that play immediately cuts off the moment i let go of the rim, and my next memory was waking up to a blur of red and blue lights as paramedics had arrived. I vividly remember hearing a voice telling me not to move, but because my vision was so blurry i was turning my head to try see who was saying that. I looked to my right, i was laying on the ground still watching blood spray out of my ear along the court 💀 i was rushed to the hospital, they did whatever they needed to do, i was in and out of consciousness throughout that whole rush. When i finally awoke properly, the dr there had shown me the X Rays and was explaining to me how the fracture in my skull was literally 1mm away from an artery that if damaged, would have killed me 😅 and also got told not to move my arm because i had also managed to have torn my lat muscle lmao. Im 26 now, and since that day ive completely lost taste on the right side of my tongue, the hearing in my right ear is a bit muffled, and my sense of smell is a bit impaired.
I never knew water had a taste until i couldnt taste it 😂 definitely changed my outlook on life after that experience.
Also in the same year, due to this incident, i was told to not even think about playing basketball for the next 9-10 months minimum. But in 9 months time from those injuries we had a tournament that at the time meant everything to us. So i started doing everything i could to get back in form even tho i was strongly advised to not train. Fast forward 9 months of recovery and training so hard, i was back to feeling my best on the court perfectly timed for the tournament. 2 weeks before the tournament im at the local court playing 2v2 with some mates, i land wrong on a rebound and fracture my ankle and had to support my team in a moon boot that tournament 💀💀 tough times that year was 😂
I like how I just end up going on the Internet to hear the very thing I came to escape sometimes XD
Depressing stories about serious subjects (this one doesn't REALLY apply, but still)
Got into a car accident in May. Hit a SUV with my Nissan leaf, my first car. If I weren’t wearing my seatbelt I’d have probably flown through the windshield. I have muscle spasms in my back and neck, but I’m alive.
Lesson learned
Avoid driving
Avoid water
Avoid men
(I'm a male truck driver at a port in LA)
Early in the vid but story 16… i’d start to wonder if some force of the universe was trying to snuff me out.
This is better than watching the us election
Cool stories ^v^
Funny how most of these are about intersections
One time in my small town there was small fireworks outside of a Party of sort and I climbed a snowy hill and one of the Firework's Pop/Sparks hit my glasses and I was uninjured
Not sure if I would die or get seriously hurt from that :3
Hades forbid for death xxxx
1:05:14 sad,y they can wish they couldn’t but sadly they do 😑😑
Death really wanted that firefighter but his guardian angel was stronger
story at 2:00:30 is soooooo fake. I work in a vet clinic and any drugs that can get you high are locked in a safe. I carry a panic button with me and idk any other clinic that doesn’t have some type of emergency button sooo nah that wouldn’t happen. He at least wouldn’t have gotten away fs
The extra inflection is too extra. Its nice not hearing AI, but its distracting when its too much. Dial it back just a little. IMHO.
Otherwise thank you for the channel and other than said piece, good narration. 👍🏼❤️
am i crazy or does story 39 make no sense
undersparked why are your last two videos about death
Hello im a big fan
This video has over 3000 views, even though it was published at night and it's only been 5 hours since. (Video published on 12:47 AM?)
In case it comes up in future videos Edinburgh is pronounced Edin-bur-uh
54:11
Hi-un-dai. That is neither the English nor Japanese pronunciation of that name.
900000000000000000 HOUR GANG
NOOOOOOOO!!! 😭
Under 1 hour
Story 25. Hmu
Luck? Or god?
Me a tiered
1:14:45 bruh we didn't need that part, you could've lied
👇 under one hour gang (im not a like begger)
U is like begging dumbass
Bruh
😂
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I think you might have some video with your ads dawg. You got ads literally every 1-2 minutes, I only get this many ads on your content and this channel isn't even in my top 5 for most watched. Borderline unwatchable content at this point.
I'm also hard of hearing and the text never accurately matches what is being narrated, I've had to go back several times on certain stories to comprehend what is being said because the subtitles are poorly auto-generated, somehow even worse that youtubes default auto subtitles.
When my regulars haven't uploaded in a while I'd come check in here, I'd follow along until it got frustrating trying to keep up with the narration, used it as background noise every now and then, now I get interrupted with ads more frequent than what's on cable and I'm heavily considering unsubbing.
I've seen full AI made reddit story channels with better quality content and less ads than you guys, and those are purely cash grabs. I refuse to believe that there's actual hard work put into these and you guys are now just doing it for sloppy passive income instead of the soulful anti-dead internet stuff you started out with.
Get better yall. Please. The voices are soothing, the game play provides a lovely amount of visual stimuli, but it's impossible to follow along and unwatchable with the ad nukes.