Life is full of close encounters.
Do believe in fate? Or are you a stronger believer in chance? Depending on your beliefs, you might think that everything happens for a reason, or otherwise that you are very lucky to be right here, right now.
If you’ve ever seen any of the Final Destination movies, you know just how close we all are from death at any given moment. Positive phrases like “Live every day like it’s your last” remind us of this same concept, albeit more positive when you see it printed on a wooden sign in someone’s TV room.
Realistically, we live our lives based on a tacit trust that everybody we come in contact (whether or not we know it) does their job to make sure no one gets hurt. Think about it: other drivers on the road, construction workers in cranes above us, people in charge of cleaning and packaging our food and drinks… the list goes on. One slip up from any of these people — not to mention the dozens or thousands we pass on a daily basis — could mean the end for us.
Have you ever had a near-death experience? People who should be dead shared their stories, and they just might make you a little more grateful.
I’m watching you
Ever hear those stories about people who get spied on through their webcams? It actually happens. And it happened to me.
It went on for about a month, until I guess the guy couldn’t contain himself and started sending me emails saying he could see me. In GREAT detail he explained what I was wearing/doing etc. He said he knew where I lived and was waiting outside. I thought it could be a bluff, but I called the police immediately. Dude had handcuffs, mace, condoms, and a knife on him. He was immediately arrested. I don’t know if you would define that as a “close call” but it’s the closest I’ve come to getting killed. It still scares me to even think about. (ithurtslikehell)
I was hiking when I was 11 with my brother, and ended up falling 100 feet off the side of a cliff. I shattered my skull, broke most of my ribs, which punctured my lung, broke my jaw and my pelvis. The shards of bone from my skull went into my skull causing a traumatic brain injury. My brother tried to save me but fell also and died on site. I’m alive because people in he valley below thought we were mountain sheep and got out their binoculars and called 911. I was in a coma for a week and had to relearn how to walk, talk, read, ect. (hiimnatalie)
I was drunk and stumbling around the street when this guy offered me a lift home, I was so bad i didn’t even question who he was and never even told him my address, drove to a train track and he stopped and we just talked for ages. When he heard the train coming he thought it would be cool to get out and watch it, I agreed and as it came close he pushed me onto the track, I fell onto the other side just as it went passed. I laid there shocked until it has gone past fully and he was driving off in his pickup. Never saw him again
Extra info: I was very heavily drunk if it wasn’t already clear, so drunk that after he drove off I just fell asleep where I was lying for a few minutes. So I hardly remember any details except his car and the sound of his voice (JackGrey)