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Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952 Wed 28 Sep 2011 08:31:00 No.8715838 View View Reply Original Report

Quoted By: >>8716119 >>8718455 >>8718838

I haven't been on /x/ for a while and I got to re-reading all the old archives and I wondered if anyone was interested in a general fucked up experiences thread.

Have any of you seen anyone be killed? Some fucked up accident that mentally scarred you? Do you work in a place that deals with death or disturbing things? Maybe you had a certain uncle that you don't tell your friends about?

The old threads had a load of awesome stories in it. And now seeing as there's new people on /x/ more people = more stories right? So get sharing!

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 08:48:00 No.8715943 Report

Quoted By: >>8715962 >>8716183 >>8719084 >>8726176

Once, when I was a little kid, I was staying over at my grandmothers house. It was early evening, and we were sitting outside in the warm dusk.

I heard a scream from the house next to me. It was hideous, the most horrifying thing I have ever heard. I looked over, and saw this orange thing stumbling down my neighbors driveway. and fall down

It was our neighbor, burning alive.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 08:52:00 No.8715962 Report

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>>8715943

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 08:54:00 No.8715972 Report

Quoted By: >>8719084

About 6 months ago I left my bedroom window open, and was woken up by someone outside screaming for help.

I got up, looked out the window and 5 dudes were beating the living shit out of this guy. I closed my window and went back to bed.

Police knocked on my door the next morning asking if I had seen anything, I told them I was asleep.

Apparently they had stabbed him to death.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:02:00 No.8716010 Report

Quoted By: >>8716023 >>8719084

When I was 12 or 13 I was spending the night at my great grandmothers house. I was laying in the bed I would sleep in when over. I never sleep with covers because I am always hot. I noticed something was touching my back, it was a bit weird, at this point I was fucking awake. I pulled the sheets up to the back of my neck, but I kept noticing the covers getting pulled down, I had hold on to then quite fucking tightly so they would not get pulled down and my back starting getting touched again. I was not scared, it was just a bit weird as I thought it at the moment. now I think its terrifying. I fell asleep without incident after a while, but I am still scares me it to this day.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:04:00 No.8716023 Report

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>>8716010
>inb4 batched editing

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:05:00 No.8716028 Report

Quoted By: >>8716077

Aww, an old school NOPE thread. Did they not have green text back in the old days?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:05:00 No.8716030 Report

Quoted By: >>8716077

stories are not paranormal

stories are very normal

Anonymous

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:09:00 No.8716051 Report

Quoted By: >>8716064 >>8719084

when i was like 7 or something i was at a carnival with my family, walk around with older cousin

they had this huge blow up thing that was shaped like the titanic and people could climb up it and jump down

some teenagers go up, trying to show off doing flips all the way down, mind you this thing was fuckin huge. maybe over 300 feet??

hear this loud crash of metal and a blood curdling scream

look up at some kid standing up as blood is squirting from his forehead dripping down his face, and all over the pavement, he fell from the top onto the fence

left and never found out what happened

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:11:00 No.8716064 Report

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>>8716051
haha, oh wow.

Medic !!7P3TA2BLAne

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Medic !!7P3TA2BLAne Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:13:00 No.8716077 Report

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>>8716030
>>8716028
Nobody seems to appreciate good threads anymore.

When I was like, 8 or so my uncle committed suicide by gunshot in my grandmother's house. We came in the next morning (may have been the same night, who knows) to help her get out of there for some time away and I got curious and had a look in the bathroom he did it in.

The police or whatever hadnt finished cleaning up at that point, apperently, and there were blood soaked towels all over the place. Smelled like copper and shit, almost vomited. I honestly cant handle first-hand sight/smell of blood anymore. Movies are fine, but when it's there in front of me I just cant handle it.

IndifferentDairyInn !!blfOJkyLHii

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IndifferentDairyInn !!blfOJkyLHii Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:13:00 No.8716078 Report

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I was once in my school staircase hanging around in it at lunch. There's usually no one there so it's really quiet. It's a nice echo-y place.

So I was hanging out around the top and here the door at the bottom of the stair open really loud. I here someone breath in and then this disturbing "thunk" sound on the wall, then two seconds later there's this gruesome scream/yell and then I here the other door open (the one that leads outside) and I hear that scream all the way out until the door closes. I was freaked out and ran down. There was no one there so I just sort of dismissed it as nothing.

It turns out one of the kids decided to knock his head against the wall in an attempt to injure himself to get him out of school. He died of hemorrhaging when he got to the hospital.

It sort of inspired me to make this creepy picture. It's the staircase where it happened.

Also this kid was a fucking tard and deserved to die.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:13:00 No.8716079 Report

Quoted By: >>8716421

I lived in Uzbekistan when I was young, and when I was 7 I was on my bus home from school. It was about an hour long ride, but I had made it many times with no problems previous. There ended up being some crazy Muslim fuck on there that blew it up. I ended up seeing a lot of people very hurt. Lots of screaming and blood and burns. I was okay (except for a few burns) but I had to walk home from there and it was very far away. It doesn't bother me very much anymore, but I remember one of my older classmates who was on there dying about a week later. It does not bother me now but it used to. I no longer live there so I don't feel as unsafe.

I do have other stories but I'm off to work now!

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:15:00 No.8716095 Report

Quoted By: >>8716101 >>8722221 >>8726578

In 1997, my dad took me with him to help clean up after a tornado had struck just the day before. And some of the shit I saw/heard about sticks with me to this day. Victims of Hurricane Katrina may think they've felt the power of nature, but they are mistaken. You hear about tornadoes destroying things all the time on the news, but my fucking God, it is so much different in person.

The tornado hit a few towns over in Texas. Jarrell. Here's a list of things I witnessed/heard about
1. The asphalt was stripped clean off of the roads in the tornado's path.
2. Hundreds of cows were laying dead in a field. Most were due to broken legs, as the tornado had picked them up and dropped them several times. One cow's lungs had been torn out through its mouth. Another had a light nylon jacket going completely through its stomach. How the fuck does the wind do that?
3. There was a dog that had its head and fur taken off by the wind.
4. Not a lot of victims could be identified. Why? Because they never found full bodies. They just found body parts.
5. There was a good depth of two feet of land in some places that was gone. The tornado literally dug trenches.

[cont...]

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:16:00 No.8716101 Report

Quoted By: >>8726578 >>8726754

>>8716095
6. They had reported that 58 homes were completely gone, and only the concrete foundations remained. Word of mouth is that only 9 of these slabs actually remained. That's right. The tornado tore giant concrete slabs right out of the ground. I saw some that had been smashed to bits.
7. There was a car that had been compacted to half of its size. It was found about 500 yards from any road. And there was the frame of a truck wrapped around the twisted metal frame of a house.
8. A witness had stated that he saw car headlights flying through the air during the tornado. That means that the tornado picked up a car that was running and made it soar through the air miles high like a matchbox car.
9. I personally saw a cow that was skinned by the tornado. And people mentioned how some of the heads they found of human victims had been scalped by the tornado.
10. People who took the proper precautions by getting in their basement still died. There was literally no safe place for them.

Just thinking about the implications this event had for mankind scared me. Tornadoes are the most destructive force of nature.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:18:00 No.8716117 Report

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I've almost died 19 times. It hasn't fucked me up but it should have. I don't know why but my life never flashes before my eyes either.

Had one of those death is following you days with a pump explosion, a wall collapse, a bridge snap, and a boat wreck too. (only 2 of those were related)

I also saw my sister's face ripped off by a dog (she was okay)

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IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:18:00 No.8716119 Report

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>>8715838

Try pyroclasms dude. Pretty much everything you've described, but on fire.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:20:00 No.8716131 Report

Quoted By: >>8718799

in real life or gore threads? I've seen vids of some pretty sick stuff, and it didn't mentally scar me- then again I, uh, study history; after your third paper on genocide and stuff that people do to each other in war or just because they're dicks and they genuinely think it's the right thing, you kind of end up not really all too weirded out by it. I have some old pictures, though, from the war remnants museum in vietnam of the kind of thing I was talking about, if /x/ is interested. It's not as paranormal as 'jesus fuck people do WHAT', though.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:27:00 No.8716178 Report

Quoted By: >>8716200

I visited family in Australia when I was a kid. My cousins had a neighbour they thought was weird. I saw him out one day and got talking to him. He was loading rubbish bags into his car so I helped him out, I didn't think he was weird or anything. We left Aus 2 days later.

Fast forward 13 years later and my cousins where visiting me. We got talking about their old house and the topic of their neighbour came up. I mentioned how I didn't think he was weird and he seemed nice when I helped him with the bags. They where all just staring at me looking shocked. I was like WTF? It turns out he was dumping his wife's body.

It was actually 9/11 that day so to everyone else that's the whole Twin Towers thing, but to me it's the day I found out that I dragged a chopped up body around.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:27:00 No.8716183 Report

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>>8715943
What happened? How had he caught fire?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:29:00 No.8716199 Report

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Watched my friend drown in his own blood after being hit by mortar framents through his chest in iraq 7 yrs ago, creepy part was later that night i was chillin in a bunker and saw a shadow in the dark where there wasn't any light to cast one, still have flashbacks every now and again.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:29:00 No.8716200 Report

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>>8716178
shit, bro...

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:29:00 No.8716204 Report

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x is so boring

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:32:00 No.8716228 Report

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I've never seen horrific stuff IRL. It sucks because I don't have a story to share. On the other hand, I'm very grateful, for all the obvious reasons.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:32:00 No.8716239 Report

Quoted By: >>8719191 >>8720527 >>8720542 >>8720703 >>8720719

There was a dead dog in front of a daycare near my house. It had been there for a few days. Somebody checked it and saw that it had tags. They called the owner to come and take care of it. And, for whatever fucked up reason, he decided to fuck the dog. The DEAD DOG[!] on the road where it was laying. Dead. In front of a preschool.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:35:00 No.8716251 Report

Quoted By: >>8716360

godammit bump this shit

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:37:00 No.8716265 Report

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Well, a lot of these stories would put mine to shame, but here we go.

I was at a park once, and I saw what looked to my young mind a squirrel pulling gum off of the sidewalk and chewing on it. Upon closer inspection it turned out that he was stringing out the intestines of another squirrel and chewing on them.

My dog had a litter of puppies, and then started getting very sick. I found out that she had a puppy stuck in her birth canal three days after she had the rest. There was no one around but me, I had to fish it out. The skin was wrinkly, the fur was a gross black/green color, and when I grabbed the fur to try to pull the three days dead puppy out of my dogs vag, the skin pulled clean off, so I still had to fish a half rotted dead puppy out of my dogs vag, with the puppies skin in the other hand. Basically the worst day I've had so far.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:39:00 No.8716277 Report

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I was in watching distance of the stage collapse at the Indiana State Fair last month. But that's the worst I've ever personally seen.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:43:00 No.8716305 Report

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when i was younger there was a shooting in the apartments behind our house, a 14 year old was shot to death but they were trying to kill the dad, the scream the mother let out was one of the most horrifying things i have ever heard.

i have never heard a scream like that sweet Jesus it gives me goosebumps just thinking about that scream.

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952 Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:44:00 No.8716315 Report

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I guess I'll post mine now.

About 5 or 6: I saw my grandma get electrocuted. I don't remember much except a really loud bang, smoke, the smell of bacon and a lot of screaming.
13: My first year of secondary school. My school is seperated by a motorway so you have to cross a high bridge to get to one side. In between classes one day me and a group of friends were walking across the packed tight bridge when we saw someone's legs go up into the air and oer the side of the bridge. Of course we all rush over and see the guy on the floor in a puddle of blood. Some of the kids started screaming and most ran off to get help, we stood there panicking and waiting for help as the cars on the motorway stopped to avoid the kid. People started getting out of the cars and one of the PE teachers got to the bridge. He practically jumped off, to the kid. It was horrible, the kid was making this horrible wheezy gargling noise as we heard him die. The PE teacher resigned after that, it was a shame because he was a great guy. There was a rumour going around that the kid was alive before he tried to move and his neck snapped.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:44:00 No.8716319 Report

Quoted By: >>8716362

nothing much, but i was drinking in a park with some friends and some random guy we didn't know was trying to help my friend who was throwing up. some random dudes walking past thought he was feeling her up so they beat him up and stomped his head until his neck broke with an audible crack (one of them took a running jump style thing and hit it on an angle) guy was still alive when we bailed before the cops showed up, turns out he was autistic. don't know what happened to him.

HAS !SDhP0LzsKs

HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:45:00 No.8716324 Report

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Yay, an interesting thread.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:49:00 No.8716360 Report

Quoted By: >>8716383 >>8716388 >>8716473 >>8727405

>>8716251
>>8716251
>>8716251
someone please explain whats going on in this picture? Im on my phone and cant view the enlarged image, so I cant see shit. Also, ive never seen much gruesome shit. All I remember was being about 6 and seeing a man walking on the sidewalk no more than 4 feet ahead of my family and I literally collapse and have a heart attack. After it was over, he just layed there, dead.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:49:00 No.8716362 Report

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>>8716319
i was 13 by the way and one of the guys who did it was hanging around, hence why we bailed.

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952 Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:51:00 No.8716378 Report

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I also have a couple from a friend who works as an EMT.

He got called out to a car crash one night. A man and his wife were driving earlier that night, the woman had their newborn baby on her lap. Something happened [that I forget] that caused them to swerve off the road and into a deep ditch. They weren't found til hours later. The man died, he was speared through the chest and bled out. The woman survived with a few injuries. But the baby flew out of her arms and hit the windcscreen. There was a bloody baby print on the window. The woman had been sat in the car with her dead husband and newborn for hours. He said it was horrible.

Another day he was the first on scene at a motorbike accident. He picked up his helmet and the biker's head was still in it several feet from the body.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:52:00 No.8716383 Report

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>>8716360
the thing on the left is a body with a fucked up face tangled up in rope and the guy on the right is grabbing his arm to get him down im guessing

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952

Aslan !!gAyq5lzi952 Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:52:00 No.8716388 Report

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>>8716360
looks like he's hoisting out a frozen corpse to me, bro.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 09:56:00 No.8716421 Report

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>>8716079

ITS NICE. THEY ARE FROM UZBEKISTAN. THEY ARE AN ASSHOLES.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:01:00 No.8716466 Report

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I was in 2nd grade, I had just gotten home from school. We lived in an upperclass neighborhood, and there was a highclass coke dealer a few houses down, like scarface style. So anyway, I remember seeing all these copcars swarm the house, and a standoff occured. Shots were fired so my mom took me to our basement to hide. As we were looking out the small basement window, we saw the dealer put a shotgun into his mouth on his front porch and blow his head off. Believe it or not, it didnt bother me at the time, and it still hasnt.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:02:00 No.8716473 Report

Quoted By: >>8727405

>>8716360
Looks to me like a WWII era paratrooper is being cut down. Probably shot in the air and tangled in a tree.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:11:00 No.8716523 Report

Quoted By: >>8716548

Sorry to talk about another board, but why this EXACT thread is also going on in bee? Seriously -_-

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:11:00 No.8716526 Report

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Green text to avoid wall of text, also this isnt really scarring, but somewhat interdasting I think...

>Night of drinking
>Stop at gas station
>Crazy guy comes up to friend and me
>Reeks of booze, has no idea where he is
>Keeps asking 'Where da bitches at?'
>Gets 2 inches away from my face, hands in pockets
>Cop shows up, takes him to the side
>Guy yells to me as walking towards the cop 'lol I have pounds of coke on me'
>lol
>Realize that I saw a passed out guy in car on the way in, wonder if they are together
>Observe the passed out guy as I leave
>Hand in shirt, chest not moving
>Dude I think he's dead

Not creepy or anything...but a bump is a bump, right?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:15:00 No.8716548 Report

Quoted By: >>8716575

>>8716523
Link?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:15:00 No.8716549 Report

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This old, old lady used to greet doors at Wal-mart. I went in one day and we bizarrely struck up a conversation about she's there every day. She told me that she was planning on working until the day she died.

Came back a couple days later to pick up some groceries, there was a big memorial arrangement sitting where she used to stand. Apparently she died the day after I talked to her. Fuck that was disturbing.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:17:00 No.8716558 Report

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I was walking down the street and looked at the road, noticing that there was a man on a motorbike about to shoot through a red light. As he got to a kind of intersection, a Ford Focus came slamming into the side of him, also at high speed and the man on the bike shot off and collided head first into a street lamp.
The sickening "crack" as his skull shattered and his neck broke will probably stay with me for a long time, as will the pool of blood that slowly oozed out of his head.

Always wear a helmet...Although it would probably have made no difference in this case.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:19:00 No.8716575 Report

Quoted By: >>8716614

>>8716548
Got buried in pages already and too active to search for it. But I saw it like 2 minutes before I posted here.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:25:00 No.8716610 Report

Quoted By: >>8718972 >>8726554

My Dad died of brain cancer, toward the very end he ended up suffocating due to a side effect of a medication he was taking. The days following up to that were the sadest most fucked up mentally I've ever felt. Seeing someone whom you looked up to your entire life going through unimaginable suffering and distress is an insanely painful experience, and preparing for them to inevitably die in the following hours is even worse. Life fucking sucks sometimes.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:26:00 No.8716614 Report

Quoted By: >>8716639

>>8716575
>>8716575
>>8716575
WTF IT'S ON BEE COPIED WORD FOR WORD.

Aslan !!4FipvGHSOKb

Aslan !!4FipvGHSOKb Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:28:00 No.8716637 Report

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Some cunt on bee stole my thread and is copying your stories.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:28:00 No.8716639 Report

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>>8716614
Fucking link?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:29:00 No.8716644 Report

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One day when I was about 12-13 and was at the local beach up on the headland / cliff area on a windy day just chilling and watching the waves by myself when I was in an angst at the world sort of mood that you get into in the early teens. After about 30 minutes this really smoking hot bombshell blonde comes up to me wearing nothing but a bikini and talks to me about life and how you need to seize every moment and live everything to it's fullest to get the most out of your one chance. After about 30 minutes she said she was going to see how big of a drop it was, walked over to the edge, completely stripped off and jumped off the 50 or so meter drop and all I heard was this "thudsplish" as she hit the rock shelf at the bottom.

There was a big stain of human remain there for a long time after, I even saw local dogs licking the stain sometimes, weirded me right the fuck out.

Another time in a different place I knew these hippy girls who were mixed in with a lot of drugs, probably heroin at the time as that was the buzz / street drug of that time. Stumbled across her and her friend's body half naked in some bushland near a road hanged with their feet eaten by what was later decided to be wild pigs. Seeing the eaten feet fucked with me forever.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:33:00 No.8716672 Report

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>>8716639
>>>/insertletterbhere/355684043

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:34:00 No.8716681 Report

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Well, I was about 11-12, and I was in the car with my mum, heading home from getting groceries. We were driving down a different road to our house then we usually take. We had passed a house at the start of the street and saw a cat dart out of the garage and into the street, right when a truck was driving down the road, all there was time to see was the cat's head get to the truck and it was flattened.. as we drove by we saw the cats legs and body still convulsing.. the pool of blood just stagnating..

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:35:00 No.8716691 Report

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When I was young, no more than 10, me, my father and my mother went out for dinner.
Mind you, we were somewhat well off, so people usually noticed us wherever we went.
Long story short, my parent were shot by a mugger and died right in front of my eyes and no one did anything.
And that is how I became batman.

Sorry, I have nothing to contribute. Awesome thread, came from the fail copy thread on bee.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:35:00 No.8716695 Report

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Bump for good-ass thread.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:36:00 No.8716700 Report

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Bump for great victory

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:37:00 No.8716703 Report

Quoted By: >>8716711

bee declares war on /x/.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:38:00 No.8716711 Report

Quoted By: >>8716717 >>8716724

>>8716703
bee is a piece of shit and can suck it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:39:00 No.8716714 Report

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>father in law gets bowel cancer
>fights it for 2 years with no visible effects(except maybe some weightloss)
>deteriorates to the point he can't do ANYTHING himself in the space just of two weeks
>one of the most independent people I've ever known needs me to carry him to the shower and pisses himself, worst thing is his mind is crystal clear. it's his body that doesn't work.
>dies a week later, autopsy shows he'd overdosed on morphine, we figured he'd been hoarding the pain meds we gave him so he could end it with a bit of dignity.
It's not particularly gory or anything, just freaked me out to see how fragile we are.

Lukas !!qtV6J6rY9xy

Lukas !!qtV6J6rY9xy Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:39:00 No.8716717 Report

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>>8716711
QFT

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:40:00 No.8716724 Report

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>>8716711
k fag.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:40:00 No.8716725 Report

Quoted By: >>8716800

Driving downtown to go to college classes around noonish
I see a car pulled over on the side of the road with its hazard lights on. There is a middle aged male with a baby carrier/seat in one hand and a younger child beating his legs with both fists in anger.

I figured they got a flat or something and were walking to a gas station nearby. Thing is, the car was stopped on the end of a bridge that leads to downtown.

Suddenly the kid starts going nuts and the dad just sort of drops the baby carrier off the bridge.

The bridge goes over a massive river, but the part he dropped it off of was over land about 80 feet up in the air near the factory/shipyard district.

Never heard about that shit on the news, but it really made the rest of the day feel surreal.

Other thing was when I stopped to help a turtle cross the road in front of my car. As I got out a large hill-billy truck with lifted mud tires zooms around me and SPLAT kills the little fucker 5 feet away from me.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:41:00 No.8716734 Report

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My friends down the street were at the bus stop for school which had a giant water tower in front of it. I dont know if it was suicide or a mistake but they watched a guy tumble down smaking the safty bars for the stairs on the way down and a violent splat. got some out of school

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:43:00 No.8716740 Report

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Sorta related, I guess. My Grandmother was staying at our house after taking herself off of her kidney dialysis, so she could be with the family after accepting that she would die. She lived for about 6 days after and the next morning I was awakened by my Dad saying she was gone. I still get a sick feeling knowing that she passed on in my house, and it smelled like death for days after. I will never forget that smell.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:43:00 No.8716746 Report

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Not a person, but I was at my brother's house when we heard his dog make yelping noise in the backyard. When I we went to check it out, a pitbull had his dog by the neck. We started to yell at it, but it didn't let go. Then, we got baseball bats and started beating it. It still wouldn't let go. Finally, my brother dropped a rock on its head, and it let go. Finally, it fell to the ground. We tried to put it out of its misery by bashing its head in, but it just yelp the most horrific yell with each strike. Finally, my brother called the cops, and they had to shoot it twice in the skull to put it down.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:44:00 No.8716753 Report

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Ok. This didnt happen to me.

My friend was working as a builder, he saw some guy try to kill himself by jumping off a 20+ story building. The guy smacked off a lightpost and splatted onto the ground. Absolutely caved his head in, the body was a bloody mess.

My mate said the body rose off the ground babbled like a baby. Vomited. Made a fucking horrible gurgling wailing cry and died.

The guy is as tough as nails because He always tells that story after a few pints. Seeing that would have fucked me up though.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:48:00 No.8716769 Report

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www.bloodshows.com
now thats some fucked up shit

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:48:00 No.8716770 Report

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This didn't happen to me, but my cousin's dad shot himself in the head while talking on the phone with my cousin. He was just a kid at the time, and I honestly don't know how he turned out as well adjusted as he has. That shit would have seriously fucked me up.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:51:00 No.8716784 Report

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Not really fucked up or mentally scarring, but it's the weirdest thing that happened to me in a while. Last night I was feeling ill and went to bed early. Ended up waking up in the middle of the night. My dog (a yorkshire) was sleeping next to me, like the bitch owns the bed, and I was stuck in a rather uncomfortable position. I've been dealing with insomnia since I was old enough to remember (and according to my parents, even earlier) so I decided to do what I always do at times like there... staring at the ceiling, letting my mind wander, waiting for sunrise... I was already bored out of mind, when something caught my attention. Through the curtains, I could see a black shape that appeared to be flying just in front of the window, and a moment later it was gone. Of course I thought nothing of it... just a bird or a big moth. A few minutes pass, and there it is again. And again. Somehow it began to feel odd. In more than 10 years of sleepless nights in this house, I'd never been witness to... this. That thing apparently kept going in circles outside of my room all night. When dawn was just about to break, I finally got up and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. As I was about to start, I heard something in the backyard, it's hard to describe, but it sounded like some kind of animal running, no, sprinting, and something else which happened too fast for my mind to fully register. Then silence. My dog that was still in my bedroom started barking wildly and ran for the backdoor. It took me a few minutes to calm her down. I have no idea what the hell just happened.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:53:00 No.8716796 Report

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Was on a tour in chernobyl and one of the guides found an "unexplored spot" at a home complex.
Basicly we found a basement with 6 corpses, which 4 of them were children. We assumed they were hiding from the disaster.

Their bodies were preserved quite well by the cold.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:53:00 No.8716800 Report

Quoted By: >>8716841

>>8716725
I saw a dog try to cross a busy street one time, most people tried to swerve around him but then someone literally veered out of their lane just to hit it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:53:00 No.8716804 Report

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My schizophrenic aunt locked herself in her room once and tried to kill herself by beating her head against the floor.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 10:59:00 No.8716841 Report

Quoted By: >>8716862

>>8716800
yea people are dicks

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Lukas !!qtV6J6rY9xy Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:01:00 No.8716855 Report

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Someone needs to archive this thread.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:03:00 No.8716860 Report

Quoted By: >>8716871

Me and some friends were on a road trip through eeurope a few years ago, we were going from Sweden to Ukraine to visit Chernobyl. We're all very interested in abandoned places, i guess you could call us Urban Explorers although we were into it long before it became a craze.

Anyways we where somewhere in the outskirts of russia in what i think was an old miner town that had been abandoned and we decided to explore it.
It was pretty standard fare until we came to a room that had sturdy padlock on it. At first we tried kicking the door in with no success, we then discovered a hole in the wall a bit up and i decided to clim through and check it out. When i got in there and lit up my flashlight.
Inside there were about 5-6 skeletons chained up against a wall and one that was laying with it's head against the door.
The panic and fear i felt when i realized what had been going on was the most absurd feeling ever. I felt deep fear and total calm at the same time.

We contacted the police and they thanked us and i think started an investigation. We were informed on the way back that we had discovered a keeping place for human trafickers
that had most likely been abandoned some time in the 80's due to the ring leaders getting caught. and simply not telling about the place.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:03:00 No.8716862 Report

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>>8716841
Also, my neighbor's dog got ran over by a truck, with her and her 4 year old daughter watching, guy didn't stop and say anything and could have easily avoided him.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:05:00 No.8716869 Report

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>with two friends in a park at night, just sharing some wine and catching up (except one of my mates who wasn't drinking)
>it was about 2am, we were there late because they'd called me up to come out on their way home for a quick catch up
>I saw a very tall man walking around the park, dressed in black
>thought nothing of it until I realised he'd covered the perimeter of the park, about 200 metres by 300 metres in less than 30 seconds
>didn't say anything, but when he did a few more laps, just walking, my friends mentioned they'd been watching this shit as well
>we decided to follow him, started running after him as he came back for the next lap
>sprinting after him, none of us could get closer even though he was clearly just walking
>I yelled something, he stopped and turned briefly, I couldn't see a face
>he was about 7 feet tall
>he rounded a corner up ahead of us that lead onto a long, straight street
>we rounded the corner, and saw nothing, he just disappeared
>waited a while for him to get back, he didn't return
>we just went home, but we all remember this event to this day, this being about 4 or 5 years ago

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:05:00 No.8716871 Report

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>>8716860

I forgot to say that the place was VERY remote. We were travelling down a pretty much forgotten road on our way to the Latvian border roads.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:07:00 No.8716880 Report

Quoted By: >>8716921 >>8716962 >>8719436

>About 10 years old
>Me, my mom, step dad, and sister go to the beach at the river
>Riding my bike on the pavement, alone
>Some guy rides up in his van
>He says, "My dog is over there. Can you take this leash and grab him for me?"
>I look over, see a dog
>Know I shouldn't trust strangers, so I tell him "I have to ask my mom if it's okay first."
>Shout at my mom in the distance asking if I could help the guy out
>Step dad walks up to where I'm at and asks the guy why he can't get out of the van and get the dog himself
>The guy says "My dog is shy and only likes going up to female girls"
>Step dad calls to dog, dog comes running over to him
>Guy drives off really quick

I think I was close to being abducted that day.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:11:00 No.8716906 Report

Quoted By: >>8716932

My mother would sit around the house naked. Sometimes she'd just be playing with her vagina while watching tv or something. I wouldnt call it masturbating. Just a habit like playing with your hair or something.

Im male and thought nothing of it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:12:00 No.8716921 Report

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>>8716880
Nice copypasta you have there.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:14:00 No.8716932 Report

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>>8716906

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:16:00 No.8716940 Report

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>Going North on the 51 during rush hour in a hurry
>Traffic's moving really good for once
>Get to Glendale Ave
>Traffic suddenly stops
>Confused stupidass dog pacing back and forth across lanes
>FFFFFFFFFFF.rpg
>Wait 10 minutes for cops to show up and chase dog down

It was probably adopted into a loving home.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:17:00 No.8716946 Report

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Bump

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:19:00 No.8716962 Report

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>>8716880
>female girls

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:21:00 No.8716972 Report

Quoted By: >>8716980 >>8717021

Used to work as a paramedic out in texas towards san angelo. Theres a street out there that would constantly have accidents. Drainage ditches on either side followed by light woods fenced off from the ditches and roads by multiple level barbed wire.. Creepy bitch in the morning when your driving along and everything around you is fogged and all you can see is the road. Anyway. my crew got the call for an accident and we immediatly booked it out there. Multiple fatality pile up and some of the nastiest shit ive evre seen. Apparently, after peicing all this together, semi ran over something that was rather long and pointy, two backtires blew and jerked to the side, jacknifing and completely blocking the road. There was a group of four bikers going out towards san angelo, and a car with three people in it. One being a small child. The driver in the car tried to jerk the vehicle into the ditch, overturned and ended up sliding the vehicle into the semi at close to sixty. It sheered the top off and cut the parents of this girl in half at the shoulder. We rescued the girl first.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:22:00 No.8716980 Report

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>>8716972
continued.
Her screams were inhuman. Alternating from terrified pleas to her parents to just simply screeching in terror. When Tim pulled her out from the side of the car she was hugging her mothers dangling arm and refused to let go. He shoved her into the ambulance. The semi driver had been hurled through the windsheild and landed in the barb wire. He was torn up, blood all over him, but it looked worse then it was. He lived without any major injuries. Him we found sitting silently in the ditch, hands on the back of his head and weeping. When prompted to talk he would give no responce. Shock, wich is common. By then wed called out another truck and the police were in the distance, we could hear the siren. The bikers were worse off, the one farthest back in line had sense enough and reacted fast enough to lay the damn bike down and go under the truck. The first tried to duck it and was decapitated. The second jerked his bike to the right and ended up slamming into the back of the truck, his torso's right side had been ripped apart by the end of the truck, laying splattered down the side and next to him. he was dead by the time we reached him. The third was somewhat lucky. He jerked the bike to the side like his friend and ended up flying off the side, the bike impacting a tree. He broke several ribs and one of his arms on impact. The only time ive ever vomited from pure awefullness was when the cops showed up to begin gathering the deads parts. The biker had hit with enough force to send his helmet flying. i was with one of the cops and we found the guys helmet. The cup picked it up, as if to toss it back with the other random shit from the crash situated by the ditch. The head of the biker slipped out with a wet slop from the blood pooled in the bottom. I didnt sleep for three days. I can still hear that screaming girl sometimes.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:23:00 No.8716997 Report

Quoted By: >>8717010 >>8717106 >>8717312

Not really fucked up or abuse but...

When I was about 5 or 6 I used to go play with this little girl who was my age and her younger sister. We would show eachother our "girl bits" and get real up close and personal. We'd stick pencils in our butts and stuff. Eventually we moved, my mum got married. I still saw her at school but we never looked eachother in the eye. I was a really curious little girl. I used to touch myself with anything,..

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:25:00 No.8717010 Report

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>>8716997
And I have never told anyone about this before tonight. love you /x/

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:25:00 No.8717013 Report

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:26:00 No.8717021 Report

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>>8716972
This is why I hate cars and will never own one. Something goes wrong and the moment later you're dead. Your horrifically mutilated corpse is laying on a street in the middle of nowhere and some jerks on the internet are sharing the photos in a gore thread. NO THANKS.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:33:00 No.8717063 Report

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I work at an airport (PHX). About six weeks ago or so there were three unrelated deaths that happened on the same day.

A guy jumped off a nine-story parking, struck the enclosed elevated walkway at about the second floor and bounced off it onto the ramp below; a man on an inbound flight had a heart attack; and apparently a person was getting down from the shoeshine booth, tripped, and snapped their neck.

It's not uncommon for people to die at the airport or in the air; heart attacks, stroke, seizure. One time a flight came in where a woman who had lung cancer died like a fitful hacking death and there was blood errwhere. Had a flight where the Chief Pilot and airport chaplain had to meet a pilot on an inbound flight that his wife and kid had been killed in a car accident right before Christmas.

Whenever a service member is killed and was from town the family come to meet the remains planeside in an honor guard ceremony. It's surreal, I've seen four or five of them myself...

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:37:00 No.8717086 Report

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Bump for moar

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:41:00 No.8717106 Report

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>>8716997

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Aslan !!4FipvGHSOKb Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:49:00 No.8717145 Report

Quoted By: >>8717173

The copy thread on bee just 404'd. Come on guys, keep postin!

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:56:00 No.8717173 Report

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>>8717145
You're on /x/. It won't 404 until morning if nobody posts in it.
And by the looks of it, people still are posting occasionally.

No need to worry.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 11:56:00 No.8717175 Report

Quoted By: >>8717206

About 6 years ago, in my old apartments, my neighbor said she was going to have surgery on her liver and would be back in a few days. About a week or so later my cat would not stop meowing. For hours. Later that day, someone knocked on my sick neighbors door for about 10 minutes and left. Later that day after more meowing from the cat, I realized I had not seen the neighbor and she'd gone for surgery awhile ago. I went to the office and told them to check on her and sure enough when they went, one of the office girls screamed.. the woman was very, very dead, on the floor, in a puddle of urine. The medical examiner came and took her away. After they left I went out my front door and it smelled fucking disgusting and this is an outdoor area! They had to "air out the apartment". I moved shortly after.
Oh and the person knocking on the door.. the home healthcare nurse that disappeared hours before I notified the office!!!!

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:01:00 No.8717206 Report

Quoted By: >>8717265

>>8717175
>in a puddle of urine
oh man, my fetish

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:11:00 No.8717265 Report

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>>8717206
Oh for fucks sake. People have the strangest fetishes.

Not the I'm knocking you, bub, but that's just strange.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:11:00 No.8717269 Report

Quoted By: >>8717299 >>8717302

When I was fifteen I lived in South Carolina and my neighbor he seemed alright at first. I kind of fell for him, anyway one day he asked me if I wanted to see something cool. The fucked up thing was that he wasn’t weird or off-putting at all he seemed quite normal. I agreed to go with him and we walked down a path in the woods close by our house. When we stopped I saw a dog, it was a Golden Sheppard, old but sweet and healthy, I knew he belonged to someone because of the collar. The guy had this creepy look on his face like a switch had gone off in him. He didn’t look angry, just kind of giddy. I didn’t say a word, I knew that something was very wrong. “Sit down!” He yelled in a gleeful tone. I did and I felt so scared. He pulled a knife out of his boot and smiled at me. Then he fucking stabbed the dog in the head, the screech was pitiful and I was trying not to cry to loudly or not even at all. He gutted the dog and he’d looked over at me every few minutes, blood spatter on his pale face. When he saw that my head was turned he screamed at me. “Look!” I did and until the dog was just a bloody mess on the ground he wouldn’t let me look away. After he was done he took the knife and licked one side and made me lick the other. He told me. “If you ever tell anyone about this I will do the same to you.” It really fucked with my head, I wouldn’t come out of the house for weeks. He left a few weeks after that, I’ve never saw him again.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:15:00 No.8717299 Report

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>>8717269
You didn't have sex after all that? Goddamn, that poor guy probably rubbed his dick raw. I felt the sexual tension VERY strongly just reading that. Mmmm. More like this please.

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:15:00 No.8717302 Report

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>>8717269
Oh, wow.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:17:00 No.8717312 Report

Quoted By: >>8717348

>>8716997
I had a similar experience and from what I've read, it's pretty normal. Still an exciting secret to share anonymously <3

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:23:00 No.8717348 Report

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>>8717312
33% of females and 48% of males according to one study.. and those are just numbers from people that admitted.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:36:00 No.8717425 Report

Quoted By: >>8717478

Nothing special that I have seen really. I've almost died twice, both times as a teen. First time was when there was a distant thunderstorm (I live in La Porte, Texas) and my mom, older sister, and I were doing yard work. I walk to the side of the house and reach for the faucet to turn on the water hose and get electrocuted for about 5 seconds. I couldn't move and just ended up falling to the side and hit my head lightly on a big piece of concrete. I cried like a little girl. Second time was in Galveston at one of those filthy beaches. Floor beneath my cousin and my feet cave in suddenly and I didn't know how to swim. Still don't. Swallowed lots of water and nearly drowned but was saved by two guys who we never saw again. Strange feeling it is to drown. My cousin only almost died because I had a death grip on his arm. That's it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:42:00 No.8717452 Report

Quoted By: >>8717457

Terrified of electrocution and drowning as a result and don't go into rivers, lakes, beaches etc. Always hop onto objects on the ground as if they are going to keep me from getting electrocuted. Drowning was way worse than electrocution. With electrocution you are stuck and cannot move at all. For some reason that felt much better than being able to move every part of my body but still dying (drowning) because no air comes into your lungs as you gasp violently only water. Fuck drowning seriously.

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:43:00 No.8717457 Report

Quoted By: >>8717489

>>8717452
Drowning is supposedly one of the worst ways to die. I dint doubt thy it led t you scarred.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:45:00 No.8717471 Report

Quoted By: >>8717565

When I was thirteen I lived in a neighborhood with three boys, and I was the only girl. The boys were like fourteen and fifteen. My cousin came over one day and we decided to go to our tree house. The guys came down and we were all sitting around when one of the boys takes a magazine out of his pocket. He shows it to the rest of the boys and not to me and my cousin. “What is that?” I ask them, and he says. “You can’t see.” My cousin snatches it from his hand and shows it to me. It’s naked women. Me and my cousin both blush at about the same time. “Is that what you really look like?” The fourteen year old asks, and the fifteen year olds snicker. My cousin takes my hand and tells me to leave with her. I do, we get half way down the path when the boys catch up. “Why did you leave so quick.” The tallest fifteen year old asks. My heart starts to race and I feel sick. The tallest one grabbed me by the arm and the other two pulled my cousins shirt off, they were laughing the whole time, I was crying and screaming. Every time I screamed the boys hand would get tighter around my arm. The shorter fifteen year old took her pants off and stuck his fingers in her. Her scream was deafening. So loud that it could most likely be heard in our neighborhood. “Tell anyone and your dead, bitch.” The shorter fifteen year old spat at my cousin. The taller one looked at me like he was sorry, but I hated all of them. I knew they weren’t sorry.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:46:00 No.8717478 Report

Quoted By: >>8717494

>>8717425
do you glow from swallowing laporte water?

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:49:00 No.8717489 Report

Quoted By: >>8717496

>>8717457
Bahahahah, I can't believe how garbled that got. Fuckin' small keyboard and retarded apple products.

I apologize for that post.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:50:00 No.8717494 Report

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>>8717478
Probably but I've never been in La Porte water. I've been in Galveston water. It's very polluted but by now the glowing effects have worn off. lol ass

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:51:00 No.8717496 Report

Quoted By: >>8717519

>>8717489
I meant to say that
"I don't doubt that it left you scarred."

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 12:59:00 No.8717519 Report

Quoted By: >>8717529

>>8717496
It was quite a mess but I understood. No worries ;)
As for being terrified of these things, the only one I notice is my fear of large water sources.
On the other hand, the fear of and avoidance of electrocution has turned into a sort of game for me. It's kind of like playing Frogger. The part with the water lilies that is. It's almost completely sub-conscious so it doesn't really bother me.

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:04:00 No.8717529 Report

Quoted By: >>8717538

>>8717519
Ah, if the electrocution doesn't bother you, that's good. I remember I got a shock out of a socket once. I didn't want to unplug anything for quite some time after that.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:06:00 No.8717538 Report

Quoted By: >>8717565

>>8717529
electrocution is terrible. i almost drowned once and honestly i can't remember any pain, just swirling around under water. I was 5 though, so it was a long time ago.. but i don't have an unhealthy fear of water.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:13:00 No.8717565 Report

Quoted By: >>8717575

>>8717471
I
what
kids these days

>>8717538
i once fell into a pool while carrying a powered-on TV so i drowned and got electrocuted at the same time ~DUNKED~

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:16:00 No.8717575 Report

Quoted By: >>8717634

>>8717565
How on earth did you manage that?

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Mogo !!z7C7rXFJwvy Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:26:00 No.8717608 Report

Quoted By: >>8717753

A few years ago, I had a dream that fucked me up pretty bad for a few days.

It started from when I was 5 years old and going to school. I lived every day of that life till I was 23, which was the age that I was at. Everything in that life started off the same as my real life except my parents never told me that I was allowed to fight. Now they originally forbade me from fighting because migrated here and believed that in America, teachers and campus aids and shit had shit together and protected kids from each other so they figured that it would be very bad if I thought it was okay to lay hands on someone because our family has a really bad history of violence. Well anyway, I was bullied a lot less and generally lived a happier, healthier life.

When I got to high school, I hooked up with the one, who did exist in my life but moved away before I could express my feelings to her. She did move away, but we staid in contact and ended up going to college together. I was an accelerated bachelor/MBA program in college and ended up graduating at the age of 22.

She had began college, but I got her pregnant at 19 and ended up dropping out to raise the kid. By the time I got out of college and started working, we had 2 kids. Everything was pretty good. Nice house, nice job, pretty wife, kids.

Then it was my birthday. My wife had set up a small party for me. I blew out the candles and thanked her for being wonderful. She then came in to kiss me and I woke up. I looked to the right of my bed in the hopes that she was right there, but she wasn't. Right then I realized it was just a dream and felt fucking awful. I'd just lived 18 years of my life that didn't happen. Every fucking day. I don't think I've slept well since then.

Sorry for that wall of text

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:33:00 No.8717634 Report

Quoted By: >>8717645

>>8717575
ghosts and a skeleton popped out

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HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:36:00 No.8717645 Report

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>>8717634
Oooooh, that makes sense.
Sorry for my ignorance.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:40:00 No.8717658 Report

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When I was about 4 or 5, my grandmother lived with us. She was beyond elderly and suffered from dementia and a host of other conditions. I'm not entirely sure of of all of them. They don't explain these things to kids, usually. All I know is that quite honestly, she unnerved me with her unintelligible gibberish and paper-thing, translucent skin.

One night I was awakened by her rapping on the wall. Her room was next to mine as I didn't have the heart to tell my parents how uncomfortable she made me. As the tapping grew more fervent, I mustered up the courage to go see what was wrong.

When I approahce dher, she was making hoarse noises and pointing to he mouth. I thought she wanted water. I think she did, still, actually. I retrieved a large cup full and held it to her mouth, letting her drink her fill. I wasn't sure what to do when she coughed and sputtered into the cup, as she continued to drink and she often had problems eating or drinking anyway. Then she stopped moving. There was no real investigation, and I've never told anyone.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 13:51:00 No.8717702 Report

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There was this crazy old lady who lived directly across the street from my old best friend (I live a few houses up the road on the same side as the old crazy lady).
Basically shortly after she moved in she started screaming abuse at my friend and his sister for no reason. So naturally we avoided that house.
Some nights you could hear her yelling, but there was no-one to yell at.
Then one night, my dog was at the gate barking at her, I was up late watching TV and didn't want anything to happen to my dog. So I went outside and took my dog inside. I went back out and listened to her argue with no-one, but I couldn't understand what she was saying, all I know was that instead of yelling from inside, she was either in her front yard or actually on the sidewalk/road.
One night shortly after, hear a piece of glass smash, think nothing of it, people are clumsy sometimes.
Next morning walking to High School, link the smash to the old lady so I walk past the house.
Her front door's middle glass panel was smashed (in?) and the door was slightly ajar, with an empty chair just inside facing the street. Think this is weird, but don't dwell on it.
Come home from school, walk past the house again.
Stop.
The door's glass panel is still smashed but the door is shut. But she was sitting on the chair inside, staring at me.
Nope the hell off to my house before she starts yelling at me.
That night, the most yelling yet, my best friend's family comes over because she's abused the heck out of the daughter. Cops called.
Next day she was gone (taking by the cops or someone).
Turns out her husband had left or died many years earlier and she became mentally ill. The yelling was her reliving arguments.
Not a good story but true and rather interesting.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:13:00 No.8717753 Report

Quoted By: >>8717814

>>8717608

What the fuck? All these actual stories (presumably) in this thread and you're posting some dream? Who cares?

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:17:00 No.8717767 Report

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oh snap

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One Bad Goat !!UMKaJVGHnG8 Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:18:00 No.8717770 Report

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>>8717767
Hmm....,

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:23:00 No.8717789 Report

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This happened this weekend just gone on Sunday. Me and my boyfriend had gone to the banger racing (if you don't know what banger racing is, it is where people make really old, battered cars really fast, smash them up a bit, paint them awesome, and race them around an oval track, crashing into eachother, and spinning out) It's a really dangerous sport, but if the drivers follow the rules, there are next to no fatalities, and is really fun to watch. Anyway. It was the semi-final of the particular class of cars, and the race had already been stopped three times due to pile up's on the track (they get tractors to come and release them and then it starts again) the fourth time the race re-started, it was utter chaos as it usually is,and thankfully, although I was there, I didn't see exactly what happened as I was looking the other way at a car that had just flipped onto it's roof. The red flag comes out again, and I just assumed it was to get the car on it's roof back the right way, but across the other side of the track, one of the cars had crashed and his car wouldn't re-start. The driver undid his helmet, and decided that it would be safer for him to exit his car and climb over the safety barrier. As he was half way out, one of the other cars went straight in the back of him, causing him to shoot out of the window about 50 foot down the track. He died prettymuch instantly. They do say, never exit your vehicle if you have crashed and can't start again. Stay in there with your arms crossed over your body with your helmet on and wait until the race is stopped, and a race marshal can safely get you out. I don't know what was going through his head, but obviously he paid the price. I feel really sorry for the guy who hit him, though. That is something that will stay with him for the rest of his life.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:29:00 No.8717814 Report

Quoted By: >>8717824

>>8717753
Well, I do. You seem to lack imagination, buddy. He lived through a better live in his dream, only to awake in "misery", without his wife and kids.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:32:00 No.8717824 Report

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>>8717814

Compared to the actual horrors in this thread, a bad dream is nothing. There are enough dream threads on this board as it is.

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Mogo !!z7C7rXFJwvy Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:34:00 No.8717832 Report

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>>8717824

The dream was so vivid that I sometimes have trouble remembering what was real and what was a dream. Some of my memories are fucked up now.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:39:00 No.8717852 Report

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>>8717832

Well, that is pretty fucked, granted.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:47:00 No.8717871 Report

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I know this isn't much, but it's all I got.
Once i saw a random naked lady running down the street With a man in a brown leather jacket chasing her. She leaped into an open garage and the man pulled out a pistol and shot twice. He ran like hell afterwards. Later I read in the paper that the woman was killed by her ex boyfriend street and the he was caught and charged with murder.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 14:51:00 No.8717887 Report

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Skip ahead to the next paragraph for the interesting part. The weirdest experience I've had was when my cousin had a seizure. I grew up with 6 older sisters and no brothers, so when he moved in with my mom it was like finally having a real brother, but only at first. He drank a lot, so once he had to go to the hospital and entered a coma for over a month. We had his funeral planned out and everything, but he still went back to heavy drinking when he survived the liver-failure related coma. He sort of recovered and got a job, but lost it because he started drinking again.
One day my mom was fighting with him to get him to go to a detox center, but he wouldn't listen. He had a seizure when he was just sitting on our couch. I will never forget the loud, twisted murmuring he made as his neck went slack and his limbs started twitching.
I went outside to wait for the ambulance. There's a hospital a ways west behind our house, so I could hear the ambulance go from the west road to the south road to the east road, which our house is attached to. It felt like it was circling me out in the cold.
The paramedics got him on a stretcher. He died in the hospital a few hours later, but he regained consciousness in the ambulance. He was asking where was his dad, who committed suicide back in the 80's.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 18:31:00 No.8718455 Report

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>>8715838
front page this shit

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 19:33:00 No.8718612 Report

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Polite bump.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:04:00 No.8718680 Report

Quoted By: >>8719328

Not much but i rember going to a deer slaughter house when i was 10 with my uncle. The stench of blood was unbarable. Once they skin the deer they blowtorch the rest of the hair off. Pretty fucked up. Never forgot that smell.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:08:00 No.8718688 Report

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haven't seen anyone die, but i did encounter a dead man while walking home from work once. he was curled up on a bus bench, and just looked like he was asleep. there was a crowd there--no one had noticed he had died, save one woman who had been begging the group for the use of a cell phone.

they naturally ignored her, but i didn't. so, as soon as i had made the 911 call for her, she told me to stay with the body, and left.

it was then that the crowd started to pay attention. they felt guilty, i think. she turned out to not be crazy or a thief, and they'd spent the last however long waiting for the bus with a dead man.

one guy sidled up next to me and started decrying the state of the world, that the poor old man had died alone that way. another sort of guiltily admitted that he had seen the dead man lying there at least 5 hours ago and thought nothing of it.

those two actually flagged down the ambulance for me, and the medic that stepped out checked the dead man's hip. i was told later, that when someone is freezing to death, the best place to check to see if they still live is the hip.

nothing, of course. so a bodybag was brought out.

the dead man seemed very peaceful, btw. no different than the prettied-corpses at funerals. he also didn't seem homeless--he was decently groomed, and dressed well enough. i think if i ever commit suicide, i'll arrange it so a group of strangers finds me, instead of a loved one. that just seems kinder.

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Aslan !!4FipvGHSOKb Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:09:00 No.8718694 Report

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BUMP!

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:10:00 No.8718698 Report

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Saw a guy at work hook up his positive pressure suit (protection from toxic dust) to compressed nitrogen instead of compressed room air. He dropped instantly. Fortunately there were two guys right next to him who cut the suit off of him in seconds. Even so, he didn't regain consciousness for 30 or 40 minutes. When he did, his eyes were completely bloodshot, like the capillaries had swelled up. Closest I've seen to watching someone die. Looks like it would have been a fine way to go, though. He said he didn't feel a thing.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:24:00 No.8718735 Report

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Some friends & I were playing in a park (we were about 10-12 years old) that had a bus stop in front of it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a large man walk very purposely toward a woman sitting at the bus stop. My friends & I stopped playing & stood staring at the man. She stood up quickly & without saying a single word, he pulled out a gun and shot her in the head. We just stood there mutely while she crumpled to the ground & he just turned on his heel & walked away. That scene has haunted me all my life. My friends & I never talked about it... I think it was just too unreal.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:26:00 No.8718740 Report

Quoted By: >>8718946 >>8726727 >>8727245

Yessss This thread is still going! Is it archived yet?

Mid-day when I was 19, my gf and I were coming out of a Blue Line L station on an overpass in Chicago and this black guy walks up to us asking us for some cloth or a towel. He's holding his neck, his shirt is covered in blood, and every word he says gargles under his hand. I see another man at the end of the bridge running away, carrying what looks like a machete. My gf takes off her sweater and gives it to him while I run into the station to tell the attendant to call an ambulance. I tell her through the bulletproof glass to call 911. She's only 30 feet from this guy bleeding to death, she clearly sees what's going on, looks at the phone behind her and says that it's for official use only. She also tells me that she knows that man and he's got AIDS and we should stay away from him. I turn my fist bloody punching at the glass, yelling at her to call the fucking cops; get on that damn phone and call your office to call the police; fucking do something!

After 2 minutes of nothing from her, I ran down to the other end of the bridge and through the ghetto projects of Chicago to get to a payphone and call 911.

The part that fucked with me was the woman's ability to look me cold in the eyes and say No to something as simple as calling 911. The look on her face and the solid delivery of her words made my stomach turn and, if there weren't a man dying that very moment, I wouldn't have given up trying to break through the glass to tear her out of her protective little bubble so I can make an emergency phone call.

My gal and I caught a taxi away from there once the ambulance arrived. I saw the story on the news that night. He died. They caught the guy with the machet

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:30:00 No.8718749 Report

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Well I haul ice to the Amish, I live in Ohio so they're fucking everywhere. Anyway, this guy named Eli Weaver shot his wife, and this guy was a customer of ours. So we went to the house the day after, there was no police tape, nothing. So we went in and the body was still fucking there, blood had soaked into the mattress, pooled up on the floor, had a bullethole in her chest. Fucked up thing was the cops had already been there and didn't bother to take the body, clean up, nothing.

Kinda lame by your guys' standards, but it's the most fucked up thing I've ever seen irl.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:35:00 No.8718765 Report

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I took my boyfriend swimming, and he drowned. I wasn't with him at the time... I was walking back to the car... but sitting there onshore waiting for any fucking sign of him, bubbles or splashes or anything, was quite traumatizing.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:43:00 No.8718784 Report

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I think I was about 12 or 13.
I was fucking around in this big grove of trees when I saw a neighbor kid driving a tractor.
He was younger than me, so I thought it was kid of a big deal, so I stopped to watch.

All of a sudden the tractor flipped over on top of him.
I guess his dad or somebody must have been watching him because I heard all kinds of yelling and screaming.
I ran the fuck away.

Turns out he was trying to pull a stump out and had attached the chain to the axle.
He ended up crushed to death, of course...my dad's girlfriend was a paramedic and told me later that his entire ribcage was flattened and big chuck of his skull was torn off.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:47:00 No.8718788 Report

Quoted By: >>8718851

I work as a photographer for a local tv station in Ciudad Juarez Mexico.Shit is so cash! more than a thousand pictures of freshly deceased carcasses. Been caught in the middle of gunfights like 4 times and seen physically like 20 -25 people getting murdered.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 20:55:00 No.8718799 Report

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>>8716131
for some reason i find these two particularly disturbing even though on the surface they dont seem to be.

sorry you had to experience that with your dog bro.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:04:00 No.8718817 Report

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I used to work as a 911 dispatcher. I heard plenty of people dying, or people finding their friends and loved ones dead.

The one that sticks with me the most is the woman who went to check on her depressed friend and found she had shot herself in her bathtub.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:11:00 No.8718838 Report

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>>8715838
Saw a guy burn to death in a car once. I was trying to get him out, but the cab of his truck was compacted so the window opening was only about 12 inches high. The truck was upside-down, and the gas started leaking into the cab and burning. I remember him saying "I can't die like this" multiple times.
Cops started showing up, so I ran up to the road to get their attention. They used 6 fire extinguishers trying to put the fire out. Didn't work.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:14:00 No.8718851 Report

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>>8718788
is Mexico as fat as America?

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:29:00 No.8718932 Report

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>Live on a not very populated island
>Like to spend time walking along cliffs and shoreline
>Do this for hours a day, everyday for years
>Climb down a cliff to a little cove Where there is supposed to be a cave
>Smell something fucking gross
>Can't see very far into the cave
>Tide starting to come in fast
>Curiosity wins and go into cave
>See a kid in there all fucked up
>Bloated, eyes gone, bones poking out
>Clothes and skin rotting off
>Oh god, the smell
>Vomit all over the corpse
>Water up to my ankles, need to gtfo
>Find place to climb back up out of the cove
>Water up to knees now, waves getting stronger
>Eyes watering from being violently ill and the stench
>Can't get foot hold
>Fall into ocean
>So fucking cold, can't breathe
>Hear yelling, can't see shit.
>A guy saw me from the other side of the cove and got his boat to save me
>Passed out in the boat
>Woke up in a hospital bed hooked up to wires and shit
>Mom came into the room to say cops wanted to talk to me about the corpse.
>Cops open the door
>"GET ON THE FLOOR!!"
>Everybody walked the dinosaur.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:32:00 No.8718946 Report

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>>8718740
people are fucking sickening.

i used to live in a ghetto. not as bad as it could be, but there were gunshots every night, and sometimes we'd wake up because cops were shining their flashlights into the windows of our ground floor apartment while hunting for some asshole, and once a truck was set on fire in the parking lot. fucking shithole of a place.

the only reason i got to know any of my neighbors was because one screamed one night, and i ended up coming to her rescue. long story short: her abusive ex, that she unfortunately had joint custody of a baby with, had shown up, forced his way in, beat her and broken her phone.

and that's fucked up, but here's the disgusting part, the part that broke whatever rose-colored glasses i still had on at the point: the landlord sent her a noise violation warning. someone in the building, having heard a woman scream, decided the best thing to do was not call the cops or go help, but to file a fucking noise complaint.

and when i went as a witness to go challenge it for her, they didn't give a shit. yes, they had seen the police report. so what? they still planned to chuck her and her kid out if it happened again.

i want to burn that place to the ground.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:37:00 No.8718972 Report

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>>8716610
This is probably the worst thing I've read on all of 4chan so far. I know that feel.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:41:00 No.8718986 Report

Quoted By: >>8719135

I've seen only a few fucked up things, but a couple were really personal. Let me preface this by saying that my mother has always had issues.

When I was about 15 my uncle committed suicide in an apartment nearby, I think this is what started it all..

Fast forward to two years ago. I'm at work and get a call from my stepfather. Apparently when we all left for work she tried to kill herself with pills and a knife. Have to tell both my brother and sister who are working with me. Drive to the hospital and see her in the ER... image of someone that close to death, hooked up to that many machines, with charcoal all over her face and clothes will never leave my mind. She had a 10% chance to live and somehow made it. No liver or brain damage, fucking lucky as anything.

6 months ago, get a call at 1am. Mother is in the hospital, tried to kill herself again. This time was even closer to succeeding. Her entire face is swollen beyond belief. She looked completely dead, in fact I thought she was dead. Again, no liver, kidney, or brain damage. I don't know how she got so lucky.

I guess this is going to make me a fucked up person one day. I already am I guess.

FUCK!

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:50:00 No.8719021 Report

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Bump

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:54:00 No.8719046 Report

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one time i saw a guy juggling
he was a juggler

juggling is so fancy

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:54:00 No.8719047 Report

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I had an anxiety attack after reading this thread. Well played, /x/.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:56:00 No.8719052 Report

Quoted By: >>8719246 >>8726770

Alright, my story is suited for /x/.

>Romania
>14 years old altheist
>1 week before the incident I had promised myself that if I do get a sign, I will start believing in supernatural stuff
>it happened in a christian town, on one of the most spiritually unsettled day of the year

>my christian friend wanted to see the holy remains of a saint brought to our town
>after some convincing I went with him

>stays in a large crowd and boringly watches pilgrims touching the holy remains, just outside a big ass church

>notices how an old lady trips and falls down a set of 8 or so stairs
>she gets up (helped by the bodyguards posted there) and shakily walks to the holy remains to touch them again
>at that point she is practically repulsed by the remains, flying the set of stairs again (that's right - not tripping on them - flying over them)

>she starts screaming in an eerie, thick voice
>the priest realizes it and tells the 5 bulky bodyguards to pin her down on the holy remains
>they immediately pick her up and struggle to pin her on the remains (yes - 5 big ass bodyguards struggling with one old lady)

>the priest starts working his magic (sprinkling holy water on her and reciting an exorcism)
>she yells in an even thicker voice "it's burning"
>old lady is repulsed a few times more from the holy remains (with the bodyguards trying to hold her)
>goes on for 10-20 minutes (what seemed like an eternity in my head)

>at the end the priest puts some golden robes on her and escorts her into the church (demon sex ?)

True story. Had nightmares for a half an year afterwards - nightmares of being possessed after I finally got the strength to fuck off the demons in my dreams.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 21:57:00 No.8719056 Report

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I was working my first shift as an EMT at a hospital ER. It had been a particularly quiet night, and I was almost ready to go home when a call came in about a guy who had brought his truck to a stop before a red light on the train tracks and had been promptly plowed into by an oncoming Amtrak engine.
The guy was brought in in asystole (his heart had stopped). Everyone else was scrambling to do all the things I wasn't qualified to do, which left me as the one in charge of one very important task: CPR. Determination overcame my terror, and I worked on him single-mindedly until a heartbeat had returned.
Immediately following my success, a trach was prepared to get him some oxygen, since his airway was blocked. I stood back for a moment so that the incision could be made in his throat. Aside from some blood coming from his ears, he looked to be in decent shape, considering his ordeal, and I remember thinking, He really might actually make it.
That was when it was discovered that the seat belt he'd been wearing at the moment of impact had wrapped around his neck and completely mangled his windpipe. There was absolutely no way he would ever be able to breathe again.
I was forced to watch in shock and horror as everyone stood back and waited for his heart to once again come to a stop before calling time of death.
I will never forget that I had to willingly let die the first person I'd ever helped save.

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:02:00 No.8719068 Report

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I'll post some I found from the old threads

"My freshman year in high school, I met a boy in my year that had previously been homeschooled his whole life. He had buzz cut brown hair and a lazy eye that seemed to look off in another direction. He was a skinny redneck kid, one of those people you called by their first and last names.
I tried to be friendly because we were both new. Every conversation we had ended up being about how much he liked to go hunting. He loved to talk about his guns and the doe he had in the freezer. This freaked me out a little bit, partly because I'd never known anybody that into hunting, and partly because I was a teenage girl. He'd get this far off look in his eyes when he talked about hunting. I learned to avoid him after a while.
I didn't see him for a while after freshman year. I heard he dropped out as a junior, but I'm not sure what happened. Then, my freshman year in college, I ran into him at my school. He told me he was seeing a high school girl and that he had an apartment. He invited me to a party that Saturday night. I declined, saying I had other plans, when in reality I just wanted far away from him.
A few months later, I was out with some friends when one of them told me he was in jail. I asked what was going on. Apparently he murdered his 15 year old girlfriend's parents. His girlfirend had gotten pregnant, and that made them mad. They threatened to call the police on him for statutory, and so they decided they'd just murder her parents. They stayed in the house with the bodies for three days. They didn't bury them. They didn't hide them. They just left them where they fell. He shot the girl's father in his bed, he shot the girl's step mother on the couch. And then they stayed in the house with them for days.
They've both been convicted now. He's in jail for the rest of his life. She's serving 45 years. The child, as far as I know, was put up for adoption."

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:06:00 No.8719084 Report

Quoted By: >>8726833

let's clear these things up.

>>8715943
plausible

>>8715972
plausible

>>8716010
an attention seeking bitch who likes to lie.

>>8716051
plausable

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:07:00 No.8719088 Report

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"Drunk guy hit a couple Hells Angels bikes and knocked them over. They started chasing him and he sped up to 150 KM/h +. I was sitting at the intersection when I saw another car with 5 young people making a left turn. I didn't see how the accident happened but heard it. He hit them SO hard head on that a guy in the backseat flew out of the drivers window and the drivers legs were crushed. I ran up the the nearest car and opened the door, it REEKED of alcohol, so I slammed the door shut and ran to the guy laying on the street.
Then the ambulance showed up and went the the drunks car, my friends got their attention and got them to help the other people first. I noticed the guy on the ground had a HOLE in his head, so as I was holding his brains in I watched the paramedics try to give CPR to a girl in the back seat. She died before they got her out.
My friends and I all booed as we watched the DRUNK fucker WALK to his ambulance.
I read in the paper later that week, three men in biker outfits rushed the drunks room in the hospital and stabbed him multiple times killing him. No one was arrested for that murder. I guess the girl in the backseat that died was related to a biker."

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:09:00 No.8719096 Report

Quoted By: >>8719122

>>8719068
OH SHIT

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:09:00 No.8719098 Report

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isw this a hookup therad? it is hookup there i klive in juggleton any other juggleton?

juggling is so fancy

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:14:00 No.8719122 Report

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>>8719096
I know right? One of my favourites.

"It was December of 2004 and I was pulling guard at the Ministry of oil in Iraq, we normally go out for a patrol at 7pm, but my Sargent got the shits from chow and decided we would go later. As we were getting some well needed rack time a massive explosion went off. We all jumped off our cots and got our gear on. We ran to an underpass just outside the MOO and found two blown up cars. Being one of the first people on the scene with medical equipment I ran to the first car to find both passengers dead, the mans head ripped open, and the little boy whose jaw was in his lap. Knowing I couldn't do anything for them I ran around the car to find a little girl lying on the ground covered in blood and limp, we later found out every bone in her body was crushed from the shock wave. She was still alive and crying. By this time the real Medic showed up and I went to secure the area with a couple of other soldiers. One of the few guys that got there when I did and saw the stuff I did walked over to me. "Pretty fucked up huh?" he said "want a smoke?" I had never smoked a day in my life before that. That was the day I started smoking. That IED was ment for us, it went off because they knew we walked down that road every day. That was probably the most fucked up night of my life."

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:14:00 No.8719123 Report

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bump for epic thread

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:18:00 No.8719135 Report

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>>8718986

Killing yourself is the most selfish act you can commit - it doesn't hurt you (you're dead) - it hurts everyone around you.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:18:00 No.8719140 Report

Quoted By: >>8719162 >>8719170

when i was little i was on my bed getting ready to sleep, my feet were sticking out from under the blanket and one was hanging off the bed slightly. all of a sudden i feel something tickle it, i laugh thinking it was my brother or something but nobody was there. now i cant sleep with any part of my body hanging off the bed :l

also,
one night when i was little. i lost a tooth and had it under my pillow, i was up all night thinking this "tooth fairy" will come, i was about to fall asleep until i start to hear two people conversing above or behind me. note that my bed was in the corner and against a wall so. wat. they were talking i cant really remember about what, but one said "shh! shes waking up" and just went back to talking :l

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:22:00 No.8719162 Report

Quoted By: >>8719187

>>8719140
Paranoia ?

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:23:00 No.8719167 Report

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>>8718932

Ha, read the last part first.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:24:00 No.8719170 Report

Quoted By: >>8719196

>>8719140

Out of all the posts in this thread, yours is definitely the most retarded. So be proud of that.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:31:00 No.8719187 Report

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>>8719162

yeah -.- im such a fucking scaredy cat.
but my old house was pretty haunted, only grandfather killed himself in my mothers bedroom.

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:31:00 No.8719191 Report

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>>8716239

This is bullshit, right

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:33:00 No.8719196 Report

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>>8719170

y u so madz?
just a story bro

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:37:00 No.8719203 Report

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Lets see if I can condense this...the event that sticks with me is very Lord of the Flies w/bonus betrayal. Cue the dramatic music - it was the day any childhood innocence left us. When I was 12 or 13 my friend James was going to fight some kid from the next neighborhood but the kid never showed up. So we had 30 or 40 kids wanting to see a fight, but no fight to be had. Keep in mind these are mostly wannabe hardcore badass gated-community golf course suburban kids that have seen a few fights but no real violence. One kid Al (big, mean mofo, the only one that had was REALLY violent) wanted to make an example out of someone so he talked James into tricking our friend Tony to come out to the park. So James went to Tony's house and told him there was going to be a fight and he needed Tony to get his back. James and Tony lived on the same street and had been friends for years, and Tony was the kind of guy you could always count on, so the ruse was perfect. When they got back to the park Al ran out from his hiding place in the bushes and knocked Tony out with his first punch. Then he started kicking him in the chest and head. Only one guy had the balls to run up and stop Al, which probably saved Tony's life. When we helped Tony up and walked him home he couldn't talk, he just had this terrible moaning sound that I still can't shake. Tony ended up in the hospital for a week, lost hearing in one ear, and had memory problems. He went from a confident honor-roll kid to barely graduating high school and dealing. As far as I know he still hasn't recovered from his injuries (mental or physical). I can't remember doing anything in our large neighborhood group after that. James never really got over what he did to his friend, and everyone else still (correctly) blames themselves for not stopping it. Anyway, that might not seem that fucked up in comparison to other stories, but for some reason it is the one that sticks out.

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:38:00 No.8719209 Report

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"When I was 17 I was back from college for christmas(graduated high school a year early) and I was spending the night at my best friend's house. (She was a senior in high school at the time.) It was about midnight and we were getting ready for bed, so I went to the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet and all of a sudden I realized someone was in the shower directly across from me. I stand up super fast and say "Oh sorry" and start to walk out, but as I was leaving I realized the water wasn't on and the person wasn't even moving. I just turn around and stared at the shower until it hit me. I walked into my friend's parents' room and just say "I think there's something wrong" and point at the bathroom.My friend's older brother was hanging from his belt on this metal bar near the window. The mom just started screaming and the dad carried the brother out and called 911. I didn't really do anything, I just felt really sick. And my friend never said anything, she just put her fingertips on her mouth and kept picking at her nails for like 3 hours. My parents picked me up that night and tried to talk to me about it but I couldn't talk about it. And for the longest time I just kept picturing the body through the glass, it was so creepy, especially since I'd known her brother for 10 years."

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:38:00 No.8719210 Report

Quoted By: >>8719246 >>8727218

Once in the middle of the night I could hear what sounded like mumbling coming from my own room but decided to ignore it. After some time it grew louder and louder until it was blood-curdling screaming. I was in my bed, immobilized by fear. My entire body was numb and the screaming sounded like it was in my ear. After a short while everything went silent and then I woke up the next morning.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:49:00 No.8719246 Report

Quoted By: >>8719391

>>8719210 - I wrote that
>>8719052 - that's one of the things that happened to me afterwards. Dismissed it as one of the weird dreams.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:54:00 No.8719264 Report

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When i was younger my dad took me to a funeral for some girl. The weird part is that the funeral was in the middle of the woods. I remember there being like 5 people including a priest standing over a grave in the middle of the woods. I don't really know what that was.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 22:56:00 No.8719269 Report

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My father runs a funeral home. I became really interested in what was going on it the basement at about fourteen years old. The basement was off limits of course but I could steal the key from my parents bedroom during the night, while they were asleep. Just the fact that I could get in put off the curiosity for about a year. But, then my father was talking to my mom one night in the kitchen before bed. I could hear them from where I sat in the living room. “You know that man from up the road?” My mom put something in the fridge and answered him. “Yes.” She sounded annoyed, or angry. “He killed his family and then shot himself.” My father said solemnly. “And I have to prepare him for a viewing.” My dad made a clicking sound, that usually meant he was at an impasse. “You know it’s just disgusting that someone would come to that mans funeral.” My mother said, at that moment I decided to get the key and see what the man looked like. Now as I look back it was completely stupid of me to want that. I got the key and snuck into the tiled sterile room that smelt of cold flesh and embalming fluid. The man was of course in the fridge, when I opened the door I saw the one covered body on the one rolling table. I gathered my courage and pulled back the white sheet. The man’s face was normal from the eyes down, his body untouched. But his brain was gone, and his skull was visible and the smell of cold blood was in the air. I still remember the look on his face, it was the look he had ended his life with, the look he had after murdering his family. It was the look of pure joy, he was smiling.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:04:00 No.8719296 Report

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bumples?

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Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:16:00 No.8719328 Report

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>>8718680
My, my.
Someone's a little bitch.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:23:00 No.8719353 Report

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Contributing..
Tame compared to other stories ITT but anyway. I was working as a courier a couple of years ago, driving through a quiet village to my next drop when this cat darts across the road just as a bus is coming the other way. The front wheel of the bus went straight over the cat and all I saw was the poor thing scuttle off into some woods at the side of the road with its intestines trailing out behind it. The worst thing was watching it stumble as it stepped on its own guts. Fucking horrible.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:34:00 No.8719391 Report

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>>8719246
>>8719246
I swear on my life that is my story.

Anywho, another story of mine. I had an odd dream of being in a padded room, like the ones in mental institutions. I was strapped down to a chair and there was one lamp emitting a dim light from the ceiling. The door to the room was in front of me and it was sealed shut. I was extremely confused, but shortly afterward the handle turned. A very creepy looking man pretty much slithered into the room holding a phone. He walked closer toward me at an extremely slow pace while the phone was ringing. He keep repeating "Pick up the phone." I struggled until he was right in front of me and I woke up to my cellphone ringing. I checked my clock and it was 2:19 P.M. I was being called by an ID that read "219". I didn't pick up.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:50:00 No.8719434 Report

Quoted By: >>8719486 >>8719527 >>8720550 >>8721416

I won't go into huge detail, but I was a junior at Columbine High in 1999.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:50:00 No.8719436 Report

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>>8716880
>female girls
Redundancy.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 28 Sep 2011 23:59:00 No.8719486 Report

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>>8719434
No, you weren't.

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:07:00 No.8719527 Report

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>>8719486
>>8719434
I have seen a few posts from someone that said they were at Columbine. Care to share? So I can see if it matches the other one? Or if it's just your own personal experience?

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NotMine !Gpq47WwqSg Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:09:00 No.8719532 Report

Quoted By: >>8719605 >>8719661

"I was a child abuse investigator in a physical abuse unit in one of the largest cities in the U.S. We received a report that the father, who had been convicted of assaulting one of his 2 children, was being released. Because of his history of violence, I requested that officers meet me at his ex's house.
When we arrived, the father already was there. He, his other child, a beautiful little 5 year old named K##, an officer, and I were at the door. He said, "You want K##? Here, you can have her." And he reached over and cut her throat, ear to ear. I leapt at them; the officer leapt at them. Before we could get to her, she was dead. I think the officer broke his arm as he cuffed him.
Later, that night, after giving a statement, after traveling with the little girl's body to the hospital, at home, by myself, I undressed. On my shirt I saw her blood.
To this day I remember the look on her face."

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:23:00 No.8719605 Report

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>>8719532
Well, I guess there was no question of whether there was child abuse going on in that house.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:33:00 No.8719640 Report

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>>8719269

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:38:00 No.8719661 Report

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>>8719532
where are you getting the posts from?

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 00:42:00 No.8719679 Report

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My mum's car was hitt side on by a kid coming down a steep hill on a push bike, he was alright, broken collar bones, plenty of missing teeth etc, but our car had a pretty obviously human-shaped dent in the side untill it was written off.
My grandad also had a heart attack at christmas dinner a couple of years ago and just collapsed into his food infront of my 2 young sisters, not much gore or shit, but still a bump.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 01:10:00 No.8719771 Report

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My mom had a dream once - that a tall dark stranger called for her. "Come with me" he said - and when she refused he tried to force her - but she opposed.
The after morning she woke up with a small pool of blood next to her head. No wound whatsoever.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 01:12:00 No.8719776 Report

Quoted By: >>8719827

>>0 Wtf? Sorry if I derail the thread, but how is you post post#0? wierd ...

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Aslan !!4FipvGHSOKb Thu 29 Sep 2011 01:34:00 No.8719827 Report

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>>8719776
Que.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 01:38:00 No.8719835 Report

Quoted By: >>8719941

Contributing to the compelling thread:

>I was about 10 or so and was returning home (to Suceava) from Bucharest with my grandmother.

Details: i have relatives there and we pay visits every other 3 months or so. We usually travel by train since it's cheaper and more comfortable.

>We (my grandma and i) were on the train back home and we were approaching hometown.
>As a kid i always wanted to stay in the seat near the window.
>SUDDENLY, i see a man dressed in a blue training suit jump off from ABOVE the wagon. The train was traveling at about 180km/h.
>The guy hit an electricity pole pretty violently.
>I was in shock, so i turned to granny and said: "did you see that?"
>"see what, anon?"
>"that man who just jumped off the train and hit the pole"
>"*laughter* oh you little kids and your immagination"

To this day i still don't know what the fuck happened.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 01:51:00 No.8719873 Report

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>>8717789
>don't know what was going through his head
the ground

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 02:13:00 No.8719941 Report

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>>8719835
Romania is full of crazy fucks.
Could've been a cool form of suicide (less likely),
could be the man didn't want to pay for the fare
, just like in good ol' Romania
(henceforth riding on the wagon) and his jump
was off.

Or maybe it's a new extreme sport we never heard
of. "The mile-long drag / polefuck"

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 02:37:00 No.8720068 Report

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My uncle scares me and is embarrassing to our family when he's off his meds. He wanders around and laughs maniacally, and doesn't remember what he does a lot.

I worked in a Hospital kitchen that was down the hall from a morgue for a bit, once in a while, they wheeled a cadaver there when we were working.

It was also kind of weird to go get the dishes and such from the wards sometimes. A lot of times it was peaceful and pleasant, but sometimes patients were in pain, or alone, which was pretty sad (especially the ones in ICU) and sometimes the families were unhappy too.

The folks in the ICU weren't always pleasant to look at either. Just going there was grim, generally. You tried not to look too closely, but you still saw some unpleasant stuff sometimes.

Oh right. The ER was pretty close to us too, and they often used the same elevators we did. They got priority, but we still saw them going by. Going in there to get the dishes doctors and such used was unpleasant. You had people whimpering or wailing sometimes, and it smelled especially antiseptic.

Another interesting place was my 100 year old science room in High School. It smelled of Formaldehyde in a way that no amount of cleaning or replacing furniture could fix, and it had dozens of animals in jars on the back shelves, and several stuffed animals on shelves or hanging from the ceiling.

I think I disliked the 6 foot gar the most, although the crane was creepy too, as it was partially burned from when someone tried to set it on fire with a bunsen burner. You could see some of the rib cage in spite of the patching.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 02:56:00 No.8720144 Report

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>>be about 14
>>Parents are gone for the day
>>be with my neighbors playing Wii sports in my basement
>>One of my neighbors, cute girl I have a crush on, starts rubbing on my other neighbor
>>She starts stroking his cock through his jeans
>>Unzips his pants and starts giving him a hand job
>>Asks if I want in on it, of course I say yes.
>>Start having my first sexual experience.
>>I’m about to cum
>>Both of them catch fire all of a sudden and burn into ashen husks.
>>Burn my dick real bad
>>Hear parents in the driveway

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 03:56:00 No.8720527 Report

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>>8716239
>>8716239
FUCKING FURRIES MAN

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JIHAD !//C.FUCKJI Thu 29 Sep 2011 03:59:00 No.8720542 Report

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>>8716239

What the ungrateful fuck? The owner fucks the dead dog he's supposed to come and pick up?! What the disgusting fuck?

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:00:00 No.8720550 Report

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>>8719434

ok, heres mine : april 2002, germany.
i study for one year at uas and drive home for the weekend, got a lil business todo for my grandpa on the way home, come along the city of erfurt, wonder why are there a lot of helicopters in the air. drive home. turn on pc. icq pops on : friends of mine tell me : if the press rings dont open or answer. i think im part of a silly joke and ask why, they tell me that one guy from my student club is the brother of that guy in erfurt, and ask me if i havent heard what happend. i turn on the tv, see that the little brother (who i met sometimes) of a buddy of me has done the greatest school massacre in the history of germany.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:19:00 No.8720654 Report

Quoted By: >>8720672

By far the strangest thing I've heard is from my friend Ron.

Ron was asleep one night, and awoke to hear rustling from in his closet. Thinking it was his dog or something, he started to get out of bed. As he did, the door opened, this thing with a goat's head walked out and said, "Just go back to sleep". So he did.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:22:00 No.8720672 Report

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>>8720654
lol

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:24:00 No.8720685 Report

Quoted By: >>8720694

Okay, this happened to our Boy Scout troop back when I was about 13, its not scary, its just fucking weird.

One of the many bonding experiences that we went through involved us going out in a canoe and paddling around lakes and pretending to know where we were going. Nowadays, this is called a 'camp out'.

Anyways, we were on Caddo Lake, its the ultimate 'swamp' type area, there are trees just growing out of the black water, snakes, alligators and leeches abound. The place is intensely dangerous to swim and if you get lost, you are fucked because it is impossible for aircraft to see through the thick canopy of trees over your head, so naturally they figured they should turn a bunch kids loose on it.

After cruising around the bayou all day, we finally made camp on 'Goat Island', a mold ridden bug infested pile of floating shit in the middle of the swamp. Well, when I was setting up my tent with the rest of my patrol, we happened to notice another island off about a hundred yards, and on it was this old house of rotted planks and moss. So, immediately after we finish with camp, my buddy and I set out to the island, naturally, we don't tell anyone where we are going cause hey, you can see the island from ours. Even so, its sunset and it ought to be pitch black in around fifteen minutes.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:25:00 No.8720694 Report

Quoted By: >>8720700

>>8720685

Right from the start, things are fucked up. We misjudged the time, because its twilight as we approach the island. The canoe gets lodged between to logs on the cabin island, and we are like, six feet from shore. I take a leap and using a rope, manage to drag the canoe to the muddy slop we called a beach. As the canoe hit the shore, the rope breaks so we have to drag it way up out of the water.

So we go to look in the cabin. The thing is a piece of shit, and it wobbles when you push it. Except for the door, that thing would not budge. My buddy tries to climb in through a window. As he gets halfway in, I hear shuffling footsteps, and my friend say, "What the fuck?" On the other side of the cabin, we hear the door bang open; my friend jumps out the window and starts sprinting for the canoe. I follow him, and deep in my chest I feel a rising sense that we should not have come here.

We give the canoe a shove and jump in, riding it like a bobsled into the water, on shore we hear what can best be described as muffled gargling, and we are scared as hell. The canoe gets stuck between the logs, and at that point, the voice changes. It is laughing.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:26:00 No.8720700 Report

Quoted By: >>8720730 >>8720841

>>8720694

The laughter was suddenly drowned out by the roar of an approaching hydrofan (swampcraft, a boat driven by a fan on top). It glides to a stop right in front of us, and the driver, who looks like something out of Deliverance, tosses us a rope without looking our way.

My friend grabbed a hold of it, and with a jolt, the boat yanks us free. Then there is a second jolt as something else breaks loose, I turn around and see something big thrashing around in the water, something with hair. The driver took us to about 50ft from shore and said, "You boys better look out next time", and took off into the dark night.

My friend says he saw some really old lady inside, and he wont say much more except that she looked really, really angry.

The fucked up part is, not only did nobody else see the boat, but our Scoutmaster got pissed at us for leaving without telling anyone where we were.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:26:00 No.8720703 Report

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>>8716239
definitely legit and in no way fake and gay

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:27:00 No.8720714 Report

Quoted By: >>8720718

My mom is a backwoods veterinarian who deals with a lot of dipshit farmers who don't want to pay a vet and wait until waaaay after the ideal time to seek medical attention when they finally realize that Bessy's going to die and they won't be able to breed her anymore. Not to mention the generally fucked up things that the owners have no control over.

When I was a wee thing, my mom couldn't really afford a babysitter or even hope to find one with a schedule flexible enough to deal with her unexpected 3am trips to the middle of nowhere, so I usually went with her. I haven't seen any human trauma to speak of, but I have seen plenty of fucked up shit happen to animals.

I have seen a stillborn calf sawn to pieces, still half in the womb. It was the only way to get it out and save the mother. The torso had to be chained to a tractor. The farmer waited until the cow had been in labor for a week before he decided it would be a good idea to call a vet.

I once saw a horse that had been hit by a truck. The driver had been taken to the ER by the time I got there. The horse's neck was split almost straight down the middle, and the left side was hanging by a thin strip of flesh. There was blood everywhere, and I still remember the twitching of the exposed muscles.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:28:00 No.8720718 Report

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>>8720714
cont'd

Many a hoarder/neglect case. I remember one horse in particular was so weak and malnourished that she had not stood in weeks and had to be hoisted up on a stretcher-like device that is attatched to pulleys; can't remember what it's called, but you know what I'm talking about if you're a farmboy. When she was lifted and the side that had been in the dirt and feces for weeks was visible, her whole left side was hairless, necrotic flesh and live maggots crawling in it. The smell was overwhelming.

It is a common practice among poor, ignorant farmers to castrate horses by tightening a rubber band around the testicles until they rot off. They call my mom when the infection gets nasty.

I have dozens of these stories; I'll post them as they come to me.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:28:00 No.8720719 Report

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>>8716239
WRY!!!!! WRY I SAY!!!!

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:30:00 No.8720730 Report

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>>8720700
>he wont say much more

Why do most ghost stories involving more than one person always have to have the one faggot who treats the experience like they were sexually molested?

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:30:00 No.8720738 Report

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Mine isn't too bad.
A while ago when I was around 8 or 9.. something liked that, we had just moved in to a new house. Behind it was a field.
I had been playing in my backyard, and across the field (it wasn't that big) I'd occasionally watch an small boy get home from school.
One day he came home late, and his dad was waiting for him. I watched his father slap him across the face. He hit the ground hard. Then his father kicked him in the ribs and went inside.

When I went trick or treating that year, I unknowingly approached that man's door. When he opened the door and I saw him, I actually didn't do anything. I'm not really one to act. I just got my candy and left.

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Lukas !!qtV6J6rY9xy Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:40:00 No.8720798 Report

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I am glad this thread got archived.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:44:00 No.8720828 Report

Quoted By: >>8720875

>Be moving into new apartment
>Hear footsteps at night on my first night staying there
>Get up and try to walk through my dark room and find the light switch
>Stub my toe and yell loudly
>Fall backwards an hit floor
>See thing under bed and flip shit
>Jump up and find the light switch
>Turn on light switch and notice this isn't actually my room
>Slowly walk down dark hallway
>Realize I have to piss
>Find bathroom
>Turn on light and walk over to toilet
>Pull up seat and pull down pants
>Realize my dick is missing
>Flip shit and run out to my living room
>Walk-in on family of cannibals eating my missing dick
>Realize I'm a girl and that I never had a dick
>Flip more shit as I realize I have no dicks in my apartment and wonder where the family of cannibals got that one

I then left and never came back.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:45:00 No.8720841 Report

Quoted By: >>8720850

>>8720700

>our Scoutmaster got pissed at us for leaving without telling anyone where we were

How is this fucked up

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:46:00 No.8720850 Report

Quoted By: >>8720867

>>8720841
he molested them afterwards

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:49:00 No.8720867 Report

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>>8720850

Aw, shit!

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Self Medicator !lyl./M.beg Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:50:00 No.8720875 Report

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>>8720828

nova

nova Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:50:00 No.8720880 Report

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I've had 4 near death experiences,situations where I seriously should have died but somehow managed to survive. I was in a coma for 3 days.

death follows me.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 04:58:00 No.8720948 Report

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Listened to the screams and watch the life run out of my buddies eyes after a gun shot wound in Afghan. No one else could get to us because of heavy machine gun fire. I was trying to find the entry wound but it all happened so quickly. I'm a nervous wreck these days and can't bring myself to talk to anyone about it except for posting anonymously. .

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 05:04:00 No.8720998 Report

Quoted By: >>8721038

An acquaintance of a friend went to Germany on vacation or a business trip or something. During the night she went out drinking and ended up dancing and making out with some dude. He invited her home, she declined. The next day she woke up to find she had got some kind of rash on her face and down her neck. She went to the hospital to get it checked, the doctors took some samples and she received the results later that day. Turns out they had found bacterias on her that are normally only found on corpses. The guy she had been making out with was an actual necrophiliac who had sought out her as his next victim.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 05:08:00 No.8721038 Report

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>>8720998

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 05:57:00 No.8721416 Report

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>>8719434
Lucky bastard. Really, really want to experience something insane like that at my school before I get out this year.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 06:34:00 No.8721669 Report

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New Orleans is a shithole

When I was about 12 I remember walking past a drunk sleeping on the sidewalk on the way to school. Thought nothing of it, not even after five days of walking past him. It was winter, so I never noticed a smell, but going back to school the next week, he was gone and there was just a big brown spot where he'd been.

In 2007 my neighbor had her head smashed in. I got to look at the crime scene after the police dismissed it as "unclassified death." They said she'd fallen iff the toilet and hit her head. There was about 2 cm of blood on the floor, chunks of skull and scalp everywhere. Teeth, bare footprints through the muck of blood and shit and out down the hall, persued by another pair of sneakered prints running after them. I was pretty disgusted, but not scarred by any stretch.

Be at gas station last year, see some fucker get shot in a driveby

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 07:43:00 No.8722221 Report

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>>8716095
Dang, anon, that sounds terrible. I've never heard of that story, but I was 9 and didn't really read/watch the news and my family moved to TX in the summer of '97.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 08:16:00 No.8722426 Report

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I can't recite details, but due to having a rare illness and being in and out of the hospital frequently since I was 15 months old, I've seen/been through some pretty mentally scarring stuff.

Also, last year my dad and I were hit by a drunk driver. I was in the passenger seat and was actually laying back and drifted off, so I didn't see how it occurred, but when I woke up, I saw that my dad was slumped over at the wheel, bleeding through his eyes and down his head and face. He was out for 5-10 mins and was completely unresponsive. I didn't even know if he was alive or dead. I'm really close with him and seeing him in that state was really scarring. He's generally okay now.

Also, when I was, I think, 10, on the way home after just getting picked up from school, I saw a cat that was ran over. It's abdomen/middle section, was completely flat, but it was still breathing and obviously in a ton of pain. I tried to tell my mom we should get it help, but she didn't.

Other than that, nothing, and I've never experienced the paranormal.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 09:34:00 No.8722970 Report

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my friend beau and i were walking through the woods, we came across this ditch filled with black trash bags. We got scared, called the cops. Apparently this redneck guy and his wife were having kids and killing them, putting them in these bags "in an act of sacrifice for God" must have been 30 plus bags, coulldn't believe it

Thu 29 Sep 2011 09:47:00 No.8723068 Report

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I saw my friend tanner get hit by a small car in high school. His legs were both shattered, I remember the noise was was like the crack of a bull whip. I ran away, I guess the guy in the car helped him, but he stopped talking to me after that

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 09:55:00 No.8723138 Report

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I remember seeing some guy crash in to a pole, he passed out and his hood was almost immediately covered in flames. People tried to pull him out, but they only managed to pull out half of his body through the driver window,(they couldn't open the door)
but they kept tugging on him to get the rest of the dudes body out. At that point the dude is already awake but i guess in shock because he's just looking around, eventually the flames get in the car and envelope him.
I've never forgotten that image, seeing his body hanging out like, that covered in flames, the smell of burning meat in the air.
The flames were finally extinguished when the fire department got there and he was pulled out,
I later found out he died on the way to the hospital

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 17:56:00 No.8724567 Report

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Bump ;)

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thumbs up , heads down ;)

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 18:07:00 No.8724592 Report

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Ive seen a lot of shit , but nothing compared to some of these or what yall have to see, the only person i have ever see die directly in front of me was a girl who was in a small car decide to go down this highway fork in the road and she cut it way too close , he couldnt stop, her little car like literally exploded under the front of that truck. why grape is that your fav : ). are they ever gonna send yall home, ever.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 21:29:00 No.8725305 Report

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When I was younger and still in high school in the Philippines, I was riding in a jeepney heading home. I was sitting right behind the driver (if you've ever seen a jeepney, you'd know what I mean - thing has space for 2 passengers up front and 2 rows of parallel facing seats in the back). The thing was barreling down the road - what people there do when there's no other car is speed - in the darkness. The guy has his headlights on but it doesn't really project all that far.

con't

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 21:29:00 No.8725307 Report

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con't

All of a sudden we hear a shout from the left side of the road and then a blur darts in front of the headlights. It's some girl who I guess ran across the street trying to cross it. Whoever shouted was some family member or something warning her to look both ways or stop there's a fucking jeepney coming (obviously didn't hear it 'cause she ran across the street anyway). I hear this sickening sound; not really a THUD but more like a THWOCK, I guess really like a body hitting some quick moving object.

con't

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 21:30:00 No.8725310 Report

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con't

The driver immediately slows down and I whisper, "oh shit." There's this eerie pause, just silence. Seemed like the engine didn't even make a sound. We slowly start moving forward and as we pass the spot I look back - there's this dark shape lying in an even darker expanding shape and a clear outline of a kid's one upturned slipper. A loud shout shakes me from staring. Some guy starts running after us and I guess the driver takes that as a cue to get the hell out of there.

con't

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 21:31:00 No.8725316 Report

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con't

The guy is somehow keeping up with us even though it feels like we're flying through the streets. We somehow lose the guy a bit and then the driver turns the jeep into a narrow street where we end up getting stuck because of the traffic. I GTFO of the jeepney and walk home, all disturbed. To this day, years later, I can still see the image of the girl, just as high as the hood of the jeep, and hear that sickening sound.

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 22:19:00 No.8725569 Report

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Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 22:24:00 No.8725608 Report

Quoted By: >>8725933

This didn't really mentally scar or disturb me but it defiantly changed my way of understanding spirituality.
So, a couple weeks ago me n my mates (ausfag) were bored so I pitched the idea to check out a haunted amusement park out west. It was abandoned in the 90s so the place was pretty overgrown. One of the things we wanted to see was the giant slide all run down and shit and to get there you had to walk across a large field. That night wasn't particularly colder windy but at this one spot on the field, I shut you not, it felt like we walked into a meat freezer. You could see the condensation of your breath really clearly. A couple of steps closer to the slide n everything was normal again.
Nothing too traumatising but it really made me think about afterlife and spirituality

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 23:23:00 No.8725933 Report

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>>8725608
Samefag here with another story.
Can't let a good thread die on us.
Back when i was a kid, and still to this day a bit, when i go to sleep i'll wake up at random ass times in the early morning for no fucking reason whatsoever and will fall back asleep a while later. Could be 10 minutes, could be 2 hours.
Happens less often now but anyway, when i was 12m one night i randomly woke up as i did and couldnt get back to sleep for the life of me.
So i got bored, turned on my night light and started to read my book. While i was reading i heard some jangly bell noises. I assumed it was a cat just chillin, maxin and relaxin so i paid no attention to it. The bell noises continued to get closer and closer to my window but i still didn't really care coz i thought it was a cat. A while later, the bell noise occurs again followed by a knock on the window. As if it were knuckles or something. It couldnt of been a person coz the window was pretty high up and why the fuck would someone wear a bell?
Nuthin too disturbing but freaked me the fuck out back then.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 29 Sep 2011 23:58:00 No.8726051 Report

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If you ever get the chance to see a lot of dead people. Look for those who smile. My belief is that they did regret nothing as they died.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:21:00 No.8726116 Report

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>>8719056
Fuck, wanted to read everything before I shared a post but I'm going to have to stop reading for a bit because of this one.

I maybe missed the accident by a couple of minutes, by the time my cousin and I rounded the turnabout a crowd had already gathered, mind you guys this is one of the biggest tourist attractions in the capital of Laos. I was on the back of my cousins moped and we drove past the body with one half of his brain a couple of feet away from him, head completely flat. My cousin parks, looks at me and says lets go see up close, I nope my ass away from it but still manage to see the cop put the brain into a plastic bag. Heard the guy was a tourist, out on a bicycle only to get ran over by a massive dirt truck. I always wondered how they got the info to his family.

Lived in the ghetto growing up, my downstairs neighbor got shot, he managed to run from the street, across the parking lot and to our building, all the while calling for his mom. I believed he had on a windbreaker, it was completely drenched and soaked with blood, I sneaked a peek through out kitchen window while he was sitting on the stairs and scene holes on his back with blood slowly trickling out, kind of like a slow running faucet. He survived but I heard he was eventually shot and killed.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:30:00 No.8726155 Report

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One time, when I was about 17, I saw some kind of aircraft fly through air outside my bedroom window. I heard some weird noises in the middle of the night, so naturally I went to my window and looked out, and saw it. It was shaped very similar to the cocoon that a zerg mutalisk makes when it turns into a devourer, and shot lightning out in all directions when it suddenly disappeared, like it teleported or something.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:35:00 No.8726176 Report

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>>8715943
Hmmm smokin did they taste good while you fucked their anus?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:45:00 No.8726218 Report

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>>8726155
That was a meteor. I saw one once, I was in the backseat of a car in the countryside at night, gazing out the window when it suddenly appeared bright as day out, but with a twinge of blue. It looked like lightening flashing everywhere at first, and I looked out the back window to see a meteor coming down and burning up.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:46:00 No.8726221 Report

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Back when I was in elementary school, every few months during the middle of the night, I would hear this truck drive by and a bunch of kids screaming bloody murder. After about a year it stopped. I still don't know what it was; I was always too scared to look out the window and see.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 00:46:00 No.8726224 Report

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> Week before i go to stay in France with a friend
> Friend is a bit of a gangster character and was a huge smuggler
> Parcel arrives for me
> Shoulder holster and note "bring this with you"
> lolwut.jpg
> Go to France, all is cool
> Meet his father-in-law
> On the 4th night we drive to a barn
> Turns out he was doing a hit
> I stand in the corner of the barn and watch the guy get shot in the heart and head. I'm 20.
> 8 months later, father-in-law is shot
> A week ago, Dutch guy gets throat cut
> My turn?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 01:48:00 No.8726417 Report

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bump

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 01:49:00 No.8726424 Report

Quoted By: >>8726446

I live in a kind of dangerous country

One day at around 9 pm I hear the neighborhood's alarm go off, I didn't even realize it was on until a cousin told me to go check what happened, first thing I see out of my house are some people running away and looking back, I look to the left and there's a guy just laying on the ground looking at us, my cousin called the cops while I was next to the guy asking him what happened.

He told me he was going to get robbed but resisted, so he got shot in the neck, he wasn't crying or anything but told me his legs were cold, more people started arriving and a paramedic started helping him. He got carried away and last thing I heard was that he was paralized and was just a college student going back to his house a couple of meters away.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:02:00 No.8726446 Report

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>>8726424
africa?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:30:00 No.8726545 Report

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>>8726446
South America

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:33:00 No.8726554 Report

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>>8716610

Are you my dad?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:42:00 No.8726578 Report

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>>8716095
>>8716101

Very few people realize how destructive wind can get. We're lucky most tornadoes hit deserted areas.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:46:00 No.8726600 Report

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When I was like 5 I was at the beach and this buff mexican/native american guy idk with glasses on started talking to me, and I got too far out into the water, and the undertoe got me. My mom sprinted to get me, started tugging, and all of a sudden I felt this strong grip and suddenly I was safe, on the beach, with my mom walking towards me, limping. She broke her ankle.
We look to thank the guy, but he disappeared. It was a flat beach too. He just..diappeared. We were the only ones on the beach too.
I'll never forget that. It still baffles me and my mom to this day.
It's like he knew I was going to drown that day but it wasn't my time so something helped me..fuck. I just got chills.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 02:50:00 No.8726612 Report

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I was 17, last few weeks before I moved out of my parents' house. It was 3 AM and I had been playing Starcraft all night in the basement. Anyway, I'm done so I turn off the computer and before going back up, I decide to go take a piss in the basement bathroom. I go in, and as I close the door, I think I see a skull floating in the air just outside the bathroom. Like, at about chest level. I open the door again, nothing there.

Anyway, I go to the toilet, piss, trying to ignore what I just saw. Then, the VERY MOMENT I flush, I hear this huge buzzing noise and the lights start flashing. I'm like "Oh shit oh god please don't leave me in the dark here" but eventually, the buzzing stops and the lights stay on. I come out of the bathroom, my mom got up and is coming to see what happened. She turns on the lights, there's smoke everywhere: Turns out the shitty old fridge we had in the basement shorted out for no fucking reason. It burned a part of the carpet, but everything was fine.

Still, to this day, I still can't persuade myself that this was all random coincidences.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:17:00 No.8726708 Report

Quoted By: >>8726810

I don't have personal stories of my own, but these happened to one of my aunt and uncle(married to each other) and I would be messed up if I witnessed what they did.

Aunt: Back in 2001, one of my cousins, who was 1 1/2 years old, was put down for nap, as typical. Time had passed his usual napping time and my cousin hadn't made a noise. My aunt went to check on him and saw him dangling out of his crib. My aunt had a friend over and told them to call for emergency while she tried CPR, but he was gone. It was determined that he had woken up from his nap and tried to climb out of the crib(he'd never done that before), where his clothing got caught and he was strangled.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:24:00 No.8726727 Report

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>>8718740

You should have reported that bitch, what she did was illegal and she would have been charged with criminal negligence.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:25:00 No.8726737 Report

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One time I saw a dude shoot his own kneecap with a pistol. No idea why either, he was in the middle of the street, and just BOOM. I was like wtfdude you ok? He looked at me and said "Umm...could you call an ambulance please?"

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:29:00 No.8726754 Report

Quoted By: >>8726781

>>8716101
>has never heard of: Asteroids, black holes, supernovas etc.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:32:00 No.8726770 Report

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>>8719052

It was an act. Gullibility is a knife at the throat of civilization.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:34:00 No.8726778 Report

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This isnt too bad compared to some of the other stories but I still think its relevant.

When I was 8 or 9 at my primary school a kid came up to me in the playground and told me my brother had had an accident, naturally I rushed to the first aid room and I saw a huge fucking hole in my brothers head, blood puring out and what looked like gravel in the wound.

When I was 5 or 6 my family and I were in Scotland seeing relatives, we went for a walk in some woods not far from where we were staying. I just remember pointing out to my mum that the man sleeping in his car over there had a weird red dot on his neck. My mum looked in the car (The exhaust was still running), and found a suicide note witha rosary. The guy had asphyxiated himeself with fumes from his car.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:34:00 No.8726781 Report

Quoted By: >>8726981

>>8726754

I'm sure that your mother would be real proud of you.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:43:00 No.8726810 Report

Quoted By: >>8726932

>>8726708
Ugh, it's storming and my internet shut down for a bit.

Anyways, here's my uncle Brian's story, which I'll just post the news article on the incident.
>>October 26, 2004, at approximately 10 pm, a girl was a victim of a violent domestic incident. Her ex-boyfriend unlawfully entered her home and an altercation ensued, which led to her being grabbed by the hair, then dragged from her ex-boyfriend's car for at least six blocks on the streets of SC. While she was being dragged, most of her clothes was ripped from her body.

Brian happened upon this incident as he was driving a pizza delivery vehicle while on duty making deliveries and he unknowingly approached the vehicle driven by the ex-boyfriend where the girl was being dragged. Brian's headlights caused the subject to release her and she dropped to the pavement in the middle of the road. Brian stopped to render aid to her and permitted her to get into his car then asked her if she wanted to go to the hospital or call the police. She indicated that she wanted to go to the hospital and asked him to help her get her clothes. They gathered her clothes and drove on to the hospital where Brian accompanied her into the emergency room and remained with her until she received assistance. He later gave a complete statement to law enforcement about his observations.

Somehow, Brian was able to observe and recall the license plate of the vehicle from which the girl was being dragged. He recalled the precise plate number and was able to make a visual photo lineup identification of the driver of that vehicle.

The girl's life was saved by the unselfish actions of Brian. He acted instinctively and compassionately in utter disregard of any potential risk to himself in assisting the girl.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:48:00 No.8726833 Report

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>>8719084
Inconsistent little faggot.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 03:55:00 No.8726861 Report

Quoted By: >>8726895

There was a time when I would walk into my parents' room (or later, my baby brother's own room) where my baby brother was sleeping, and he'd be sitting up looking straight at me, awake.

The weirdest part was that I'd go in and not notice it for a split-second and then make eye contact and he'd scare the shit out of me.

ALSO there was a time he managed to get hold of a GBA cartridge that I put in a LOCKED (toy) safe at the top of my wardrobe, without any apparent attempt to get up there. Keys were hidden.

And here was the other time where my OTHER younger brother couldn't log into his account on the computer, and it turns out our baby brother had gone in and changed his password, which means he must have SOMEHOW guessed it at random to get into the account.

Recently I was exploring a hospital and came across the fucking MORGUE. Had a big double door, with blacked out glass panes, that was locked with no entry signs everywhere.

This was just a few minutes walk from a series of wards filled with old people, including my 84-year-old granddad who had just had a stroke.

He's almost fully recovered, thang God.

When I came to those doors it felt like I was at the edge of reality. It was really fucking weird that knowing onthe other side of those doors was dead people.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:04:00 No.8726895 Report

Quoted By: >>8726951

>>8726861

Continuing, I know everything in that post doesn't sound relevant, but listen. My baby brother was in a car accident when he was about 4, with my Dad. They both got out unharmed, but the person who hit them was rollnig around burning.

My baby brother was in the middle of a car accident, and then had to watch the burning man. He stoppped speaking properly for about 3 months. This was also after a year long episode of me going really religious (there was about a year inbetween the two incidents). All the shit I mentioned in my first post happened after this.

Of course, I'm not saying it's caused him to be some sort of psychic or something - it's just a coincidence. But a really fucking creepy one.

Also the time a group of feral dogs (lol Australia) ripped a cat to bits on our front lawn lol.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:10:00 No.8726932 Report

Quoted By: >>8727199

>>8726810

Why is this written so strangely? Is it you or the article?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:12:00 No.8726951 Report

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>>8726895

Neither coincidence nor psychic perception more than likely. Trauma, lol. Still creepy.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:41:00 No.8726981 Report

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>>8726781
Sorry, just pointing out that tornadoes or nowhere close to being the most destructive forces in nature.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:47:00 No.8727032 Report

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If a story "doesn't seem relevant", or is "not that disturbing" then why post it?

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:47:00 No.8727033 Report

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Postin in epic bread.

It was around the beginning of September, and I decided that since the sun was down I was going to go out and get some photographs for an ARG I was planning to do. So I go outside, try to photograph the trees in front of my yard, and the camera won't focus. I zoom in, I zoom out, I change settings, everything's blurred to hell. the camera is stuck on F1 3.5 for some reason and nothing I do changes it. Fine, I say, the character I'm portraying won't be taking clear pictures anyways.

So I continue taking pictures that look like I took the Blur tool in Photoshop and ruined everything and continue not being able to fix the zoom. decide to go out into the forest and take some pictures there too, since I know my way around there pretty well and it would be good creepy picture fodder.

(pics will be related, they're the ones I took)

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:50:00 No.8727047 Report

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>>8727033
I manage to set the camera to Night after some cussing and fiddling (it really isn't that difficult, it's a very user-friendly camera and I've been using it for two years, it just did not want to cooperate). Put the Flash tab up so I can give all of the little forest denizens seizures and proceed to click the Take Picture button. The Flash Charge light comes on red (I remember it being orange, but you know, fuck the police), blinks ten times, and then the flash comes on three times in quick succession. (Every other time I've used the flash, it comes on only once.)

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:51:00 No.8727052 Report

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>>8727047
I figure I somehow fried my camera's hardware earlier by connecting it up to the computer wrong, or something, so I continued with what I was doing. Take another picture with the flash on, and it was like a silent explosion had taken place before me -- it was completely unlike anything I had ever seen. Yellow-white light reflected back to me everywhere in a split second, as if the forest itself was glowing as intensely as the sun, and then it was over just as quickly.

That picture has an orb in it.

Now, I don't like "OMG U GUIES I TOOKED PICTURES IN TEH GRAVEYERD AND DEN BALLS OF FIIIIIIRE" stories. I will never like those stories, because orbs of fire are just really fucking stupid looking. They also look like the idiots that took the picture don't know how to fucking clean their lenses properly. I fucking hate it when people don't clean their cameras properly. That's as bad to me as shit-filled diapers cluttering a house is bad to other people.

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:52:00 No.8727057 Report

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>>8727052

Because I'm an absolutely brilliant person, I continued to take pictures (luckily one of them was directly after the orb, and before I had changed my position), then I get paranoid, because I am also a paranoid psychotic little shit, and go running out into the street.

Halfway down the road to my house while I was reviewing photos the camera started freaking out. It displayed error message after error message; "Please remove the lens cap before turning the camera on", or "out of memory", constantly alternating between those two. The lens retracted and extended at random spastically, finally shutting itself off once I reached my house.

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:55:00 No.8727074 Report

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>>8727057
And that's my story. Pretty lame to the other ones in this thread, honestly, but I thought the pictures made it interesting enough to share. I'll continue dumping them if you want; there's only a few of them.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:56:00 No.8727083 Report

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>>8727052

>I thought the pictures made it interesting enough to share

They don't; please delete your posts from this thread

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 04:59:00 No.8727089 Report

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yeah they are

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:11:00 No.8727110 Report

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bumpin' epic fred :

as the old fart that i am i was in 11th or 12th grade in germany in the mid90s, was having a smoke around 11pm at my bedroom window when the whole night-sky became silently white and then black again. like god faded the light to full and then back to normal. next day at school some folks told me they saw the same.....

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:12:00 No.8727121 Report

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well ive got a story
when i was younger i lived on a dead end road with more houses toward the end but a very small house back up the street
an old woman lived there from what id seen she was very large and had A LOT of cats
it was an incredibly tiny hosue, no bigger than a trailer
i would walk my dog at night and hear weird noises coming from the house but from what i was aware the woman lived alone

contd

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:14:00 No.8727130 Report

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When I was 13 I was in the car with a friend on the highway. We passed a scene of ambulances. We saw a bloody white sheet over what must've been a body. Later found out a man committed suicide by walking out in front of a semi truck.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:29:00 No.8727199 Report

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>>8726932
I agree, it was very poorly written. All I did was take out the girl's name, but that was it. Also even though the article didn't really mention the damage and kind of made it sound like it wasn't that severe(at least that's how I kind of saw it), one thing I remember when my uncle shared the story was he said there were like parts on her where bones were exposed.

And I apparently fail at green text, oops.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:35:00 No.8727218 Report

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>>8719210
sleep paralysis

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:40:00 No.8727245 Report

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>>8718740

Jesus Christ did they fire the bitch? I live on the north side and take the Red Line down to the south loop for college every day, and people say the Red Line is bad. Never had a problem. I know some crazy shit happens on the Blue Line. Sometime shit happens to me from the few stops from Jackson to Halsted and UIC when I go to hang out with friends there once in a while.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 06:55:00 No.8727322 Report

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Why the fuck not, in my elementary school a high schooler hung himself on the football goal pole on the field. I never saw the kid hanging, never less have any idea how he got up there in the first place, but what makes it even more eerie is the fact that me and a couple of friends were playing near there the day before it happened.
I was admitted to a psyche ward in my teen years, the most fucked up thing I've ever seen was a kid who stabbed someone with a pen, blood was everywhere.

There was this other teenager girl who was convinced that peter pan was her guardian or something like that.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:01:00 No.8727351 Report

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This didnt happen to me but as a volunteer fire fighter, everyone with their radio on heard this. A call goes out that someone had reported a wreck. This other volunteer comes on the channel and reports that hes the first on the scene, says the occupant was ejected from the vehicle and is already dead on the highway. A few seconds later he starts screaming over the radio for emts. It turned out that it was his son that was in the wreck. It was really bad too, his brains were splattered all over. It was a kid I went to elementary school with. I could help but think of this one time that I tripped him while he was running and he slammed face first into the gym floor.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:10:00 No.8727405 Report

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>>8716360
>>8716473

I'm just stopping by to say that the pic is from a japanese pilot that's being pulled out of the water by the murrican navy.

Moracular

Moracular Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:15:00 No.8727433 Report

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Probably isn't going to be too intense but..
So a few days ago I wa walking with my girlfriend and my two cousins. It was late, well, dark. Aroud 8. Her dog had followed us, and about three minutes from her house some guy in a red truck came speeding by, swerved to avoid us, but her dog ran into the tire. My girlfriend had to see her dog of three or four years that she raised as a puppy get bumped by careless negligence. The scream the dog made was like fingernails on a blackboard. She requested that they just shoot the dog then and there.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:32:00 No.8727540 Report

Quoted By: >>8728300

I remember when I was in Elementary school it was about 2 in the afternoon, and I kid you not, it was dark as night. I remember no one else was really worried, but I had a very odd feeling and remember running home.
Nothing crazy, but definitely bizarre still cant explain it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:38:00 No.8727575 Report

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back in '97 they were making missouri 65 a divided highway outside my parents house. the portion that was already divided merged it back together. a lady got sideswiped by a semi slammed into another car and her car stopped at the blinking "get the fuck over" lights. i was at home watching the daily syndicate simpson's when me and my step brother hear a helicopter flying kind of low. we check out the door and see it landing. we exchange the look of "wtf?" at each other before putting our shoes on and going to check it out. when we got there the life flight helicopter had landed on the recently completed overpass. it was the only place they could land because traffic was backed the fuck up. i stood there and watched as they cut this poor woman's body out of her car. when they had her body on the stretcher all i can remember seeing is her face swollen, white as a sheet, and blood all over it. it essentially looked like her face had swollen so big the skin was cracking. turned out she had been mostly decapitated. there was still some skin and sinew holding it on her body. i guess the emt's fixed her head to where it wouldn't disturb the other drivers to badly so they made it look like it was still attached. something i never want to see in person again.

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:41:00 No.8727592 Report

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A few months ago on Tornado Day, Alabama ran out of body bags and we had to put bodies in reefer trucks. Finding old photos and documents from hundreds of miles away was also pretty eerie.

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Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:47:00 No.8727621 Report

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I remember alot of construction going on for a while as a complete new line of houses were being added to the neighborhood, helping cook dinner then the whole house shakes with what it sounds like someone threw a tin trashcan against the garage door. The family runs out and one of the newly built houses was completely on fire, abulence just got there when we ran closer to investigate, a woman was moaning and gurgling with attempted sobs. I remember I felt this sense of dread and empathy to this poor lady, later found out that there was a some sort of gas leak, and as this woman was making a call on her cellphone it triggered an explosion.
Not sure if the lady made it or not I would like to think shes better either way. It was a sickening feeling really, and a extreme sense of hopelessness and dread, I'll never forget those painful moans from her, fuck my life.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:48:00 No.8727629 Report

Quoted By: >>8727641

I had night terrors as a kid, and was terrified of grays / abductions. I was convinced that I had been abducted at one point, and I have a very vivid memory of me hiding under my blanket and seeing moving multicolored lights shining through

Feeling creeped out as I type this

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:50:00 No.8727641 Report

Quoted By: >>8727845

>>8727629
aliums were my #1 fear as a chile

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:54:00 No.8727675 Report

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>>8727052
>the picture has an orb* in it
*dust mote
ftfy. now get the fuck out

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 07:59:00 No.8727709 Report

Quoted By: >>8727712

i no its not creepy but i guess its relevant so heres my story

Once upon a time, not long ago
Where people wore pajamas and lived life slow
Where laws were stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like they ought to good

There lived a little boy who was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
Me and you Tike, we're gonna make some cash
Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash

They did the job, money came with ease
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He robbed another and another and a sister and a brother
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 08:00:00 No.8727712 Report

Quoted By: >>8727720

>>8727709
cont.

The cop grabbed his arm, he started actin' erratic
He said, "Keep still boy, no need for static"
Punched him in his belly and gave him a slap
But little did he know, the little boy was strapped

The kid pulled outta gun, he said, "Why'd you hit me?"
The barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure
I'll do years if I pull this trigger

So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw the sister
Shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her

Looked 'round good and from expectations
He decided he'd head for the subway stations
But she was coming and he made a left
He was running top speed till he was out of breath

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 08:01:00 No.8727720 Report

Quoted By: >>8728040

>>8727712
cont.

Knocked and old man down and swore he killed him
Then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor
Opened up a door, there guess who he saw

Dave, the dope fiend shootin' dope
Who don't know the meaning of water nor soap?
He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run"
The dope fiend rolled back a spankin' shot gun

He went outside but there were cops all over
Then he dipped into a car, a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doin' 83
Crashed into a tree, near university

Escaped alive, though the car was battered
Rat-a-tat-tatered and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets and he still had static
Grabbed the pregnant lady and pulled out the automatic

Point it at her head, he said the gun was full of lead
He told the cops, "Back off or honey here's dead"
Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he starts to run on

Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded
And before long the boy got surrounded
He dropped his gun so went the glory
And this is the way I have to end this story

He was only one teen in a madman's dream
The cops shot the kid, I still here him scream
This ain't funny, so don't ya dare laugh
Just another case about the wrong path
Straight and narrow or your soul gets cast
Goodnight

pretty crazy altho its not paranormal it made me reconsider ever stealing a nova

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 08:03:00 No.8727731 Report

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I live in a fishing town kind close to seattle. the town is surrounded by forrests(except for the ocean. derp.
Anyway, I was walking on a pretty well known trail in the town and I see a crowd of people gathered around a tree. I made my way to the front of the crowd, and saw that someone had been impaled by a spear from a spear gun.
he was about 2 feet off the ground.

second most fucked up thing i ever saw was a containter(about 3 tons) getting dropped onto someone.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 08:21:00 No.8727845 Report

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>>8727641
dude garlic scares the shit out of me

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 08:44:00 No.8728040 Report

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>>8727720
>>8727720

rick is that you?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 09:23:00 No.8728300 Report

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>>8727540
Derp, its called an eclipse

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 09:29:00 No.8728357 Report

Quoted By: >>8728559

I've always been able to experience paranormal happenings. It's never a big deal for me to have premonitions in the form of dreams or see the occasional spirit wandering around. But the last month I've been having a dream that, due to new information, is quite disturbing to me.
First off, some background
> go out with boyfriend for two months
> dumps me because he does not believe in the paranormal and basically shuns me for having my own opinions, w/e
> don't talk for a while
> become sort of friends again after a couple months break from seeing/speaking to each other
> hang out tons and have sweet brotimes

And so about a month ago...
> start having recurring dream of ex bf and I hanging and doing whatever
> man with dark face comes up
> ex bf pushes me away, screaming "no, mark"
> man, presumably "Mark", grabs hold of ex bf, pushes hand through ex bf's chest and rips out his heart
> end dream
I talking to him on skype the other day, telling him about all the weird dream shit. He doesn't reply for awhile, and I keep asking if he's okay. He replies "Mark was my dad's name". His dad died over 5 years ago.

>NOPE.exe

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 09:50:00 No.8728464 Report

Quoted By: >>8728698

I was the new kid in town. Me, my mom and step father had moved into a little culdesac. Down the street there was a baseball field used by the local kids. One day I was just watching the kids play baseball when one of them hits a homerun in my direction. With the kids was my new neighbor, a latino boy a bit older than me. He asked me to throw the ball back. Thats when it all started. I eventually joined the group of kids in there unofficial baseball team. One day we were playing and our one chubby friend hit a homerun over the fence that lead to a backyard. They all complained over the fact that it was our last ball. I didn't see what the problem was so I decided to go hop the fence. When I was half way up about to look over my friends ran to me and began pulling me down. Before being pulled down I caught glimpse of the mangled body of a human laying in front of a dog house.

HAS !SDhP0LzsKs

HAS !SDhP0LzsKs Fri 30 Sep 2011 10:01:00 No.8728524 Report

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Can't believe this thread is still alive.
Boy, howdy am I pleased.

Bump for moooore.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 10:06:00 No.8728559 Report

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>>8728357

Mark is a really common name, and why would he refer to his father by his first name in the dream?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 10:28:00 No.8728698 Report

Quoted By: >>8729648

>>8728464
This is the plot to The Sandlot, isn't it?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 30 Sep 2011 15:51:00 No.8729648 Report

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>>8728698

This is the plot to how your mom got pregnant with you. Pay attention, son. You may learn a thing or seven.

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