Actually, I just remembered something.
I think it was grade 6 or somethin, idk it was a long time ago, but I had this bully who absolutely adored picking on me and making my life miserable. One day he had this... thing in his hand. It kinda looked like a rock wrapped in paper towel, idk, but it was extremely hard and he threw it at my head. He missed by a few inches, and though it probably wouldnt have killed me, the giant dent it left in the wall indicated that I was way too close to going to the hospital that day.
So yeah, not near death per say, but as far as I remember that's the closest thing I've ever had to an experience like that
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Almost got attacked by a bull shark when I was like 5. Mom pulled me out of the water just in time. I was pissed because I was having fun in the water.
My mom was chased by a hammerhead in Galveston (back in the early 60s). It actually tried to go over the sandbar, but looking back she realized it was probably just chasing them to chase them because, honestly, if it had wanted to catch them it could have
Crossing a narrow street on the way home and a brilliant thought come to me, said “just run me over.” An actual car was coming fast up the street and I threw myself on the sidewalk. I was 10.
I was nearly aborted and when it came to birth my Umbelical Cord was wrapped around my head and I had to be a C-Setion baby.
Also I work driving and avoided a head on collision with a semi when a car got in his way and the semi had to swerve to miss the other car.
1st) When I was 2 1/2 I was riding on a 4 wheeler with my sister (17) and she lost control and we ran off the ride of a deep ravine. She was able to hold on to me and grab something on the side of the ravine so we didn't fall all the way, but she got burned on her legs when the hit motor hit her legs.
2) when I was 20 and was attacked in my apartment, beaten and raped at knifepoint.
TV almost fell on me while I was like a year old, I moved out of the way seconds before disaster.
Ceiling collapsed minutes after I finished sleeping there when I was like 3.
Not sure if it could of killed me but I fell off a fence 3-4x my height when in grade 1.
Almost got hit by a train because someone put a rock on it and I thought it would flip the train if I didn't move it.
Yesterday, while my Ma was collection mangoes on the trees, I stood under the beautiful green leaves looking up "uhhh she's so skillful!" I thought to myself
And oops! A fucking green mango just dropped in the speed of sound, Sonic (thank to the gravity and height, you should learn physics) right next to me!
My life flashed before my eyes!
And it happened again! And again! Like 5 times that afternoon!
I needed to be there to pick up the mangoes after they felt from the trees but I don't fucking know why they ALWAYS fall so close to me! And it's always the green ones that's as hard as a rock!
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I think I got my homicidal tendency from my mother no less.
I read somewhere (ages ago so I have no clue the context) that you need to wear protective gear when harvesting mangos because they are caustic and can cause burn. Is that actually a thing or have I gotten stuff muddled in my memory
In kindergarten i fell off of one of the playground things. Walked it off with just a broken wrist but from the height i fell it could have been a hell of a lot worse.
Can remember three occasions. Nearly drowned in a pool when I was 6. Fell and hit my chest on the bedpost when I was around 10; couldn't breath for a while, really thought I'd die. When I was 16, was sitting with a bunch of friends under a coconut tree. A coconut fell on the exact spot I was sitting not more than 2 seconds after I left. The sound it made on hitting the ground was shocking. We all just fell silent for moments thinking about how I could've died.
I think it was grade 6 or somethin, idk it was a long time ago, but I had this bully who absolutely adored picking on me and making my life miserable. One day he had this... thing in his hand. It kinda looked like a rock wrapped in paper towel, idk, but it was extremely hard and he threw it at my head. He missed by a few inches, and though it probably wouldnt have killed me, the giant dent it left in the wall indicated that I was way too close to going to the hospital that day.
So yeah, not near death per say, but as far as I remember that's the closest thing I've ever had to an experience like that
Also I work driving and avoided a head on collision with a semi when a car got in his way and the semi had to swerve to miss the other car.
2) when I was 20 and was attacked in my apartment, beaten and raped at knifepoint.
Ceiling collapsed minutes after I finished sleeping there when I was like 3.
Not sure if it could of killed me but I fell off a fence 3-4x my height when in grade 1.
Almost got hit by a train because someone put a rock on it and I thought it would flip the train if I didn't move it.
And oops! A fucking green mango just dropped in the speed of sound, Sonic (thank to the gravity and height, you should learn physics) right next to me!
My life flashed before my eyes!
And it happened again! And again! Like 5 times that afternoon!
I needed to be there to pick up the mangoes after they felt from the trees but I don't fucking know why they ALWAYS fall so close to me! And it's always the green ones that's as hard as a rock!
.
I think I got my homicidal tendency from my mother no less.
I've been climbing the trees and picking its fruits since I was 5, my skin are still intact.