Murder Attempt Survivors, by Dumb Luck, Whats Your Story?
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“There isn’t that much blood in the scalp...” don’t know where she got that idea from, huge number of blood vessels in the head and head wound bleed like crazy.
Thanks, that really bothered me. My daughter had just a little cut because she banged her head through a glass door (temper tantrum) and I thought she would die. There was so much blood everywhere. After calming her (and myself) down and cleaning her up, I relaxed. We didn't even need to see a doctor, just a bandaid and Ms hot head was ok again.
Yup. Learned that the hard way as a child. Was jumping over some poles but my stupid ass forgot I was wearing a dress. My dress got stuck on a pole and I fell head first towards the ground. A rock punctured a blood vessel on my head and blood was coming out like a fountain. I still remember the adults panicking (this happened at a party) and the bright red cloth when they removed it from the spot to see if the bleeding stopped. I luckily didn’t need stitches
Also, m and acid are serious vasoconstrictors and raise your BP through the roof, usually. Just that alone will make anywhere bleed a good amount more than normal
It is scary how some parents want to hide their little murderers.
A classmate of mine had a beef with his little brother and that little S grabbed the big kitchen knife and threw it at him, but he slammed the door into which it got stuck! This resulted in house arrest for that prick. Nothing more. A female classmate of mine had her boyfriend beat up another classmate of mine and she put her lit cigarette on his face and all that over one bad word. When her parents found out, they gave her house arrest as well, but not for the violence, but for smoking...
Recently, my mother wanted to fetch something from her neighbors and accidentally walked into a family beef, where she was technically held hostage by the neighbors's boy, who was currently out of his mind and standing in the doorway scratching with the knife the wall. He didn't say anything to force anyone to stay, but he was blocking the exit while ranting about everything that went wrong in his life... Sure, it was S, but many people's life is pure S and they still don't do such a S. None of them really faced any consequences. I admit, that I did resort to violence on one of my bullies and that it was a little excessive, but even I got lucky and faced no serious problems. All in all, I think that kids have good chances of getting away with everything under R and murder...
A gut feeling telling me to run saved me. It was a intense feeling getting more and more intense as I sat there until I couldn't take it and bolted. He chased after me and I luckily was able to get into my car as he began stabbing the side of it and my car wheels. I threw my car in reverse and went down the road to the police station. My running saved me and my unborn baby.
oh my god I hope this never happens to you again
@@moonl1314 this was a few years ago. My son is OK and so am I.
That’s terrifying, I’m so glad you’re ok.
just wanna say: two of my close friends are diagnosed with BPD (among other mental disorders that make regulating emotions hard) and they control their BPD symptoms so well that sometimes you can just forget they have it. it's because they actually hold themselves responsible for their behaviour. it's hard to change yourself to be able to do that, but it's not uncontrollable and the narrative that it is (even in some mental health positive circles!!) does nobody any good
100%! Pretty much my entire friendship group has BPD, including myself, and although there’s no denying that some people with these disorders can be a danger to themselves or others if these symptoms aren’t treated and they don’t have access to support, my friends are the loveliest, most empathetic people I’ve ever met. They genuinely wouldn’t hurt a fly, and they’ve been through some horrific abuse to cause their conditions. Unless you’re in an episode where you physically have no control or awareness over what’s happening, you have to take accountability for everything you’ve done, even if you didn’t mean to do harm. Not all people with BPD or other mental health issues are dangerous or scary, we’re still just people trying to navigate the world alongside you ❤️
Thank you. I don't understand why there is such a stigma against holding people with mental illnesses accountable. I notice this toxic idea that if you have a diagnosis, it can be used to dismiss any harm you do to people.
My bio mom has BPD. She's also a life long drug addict, she's abusive, and she put my dog to sleep because she didn't want to pay for his paw injury medicine. But all anyone sees is this poor mentally ill person who can't be held accountable for their choices - and I believed that for years, constantly lighting myself on fire to keep her warm.
We do a disservice to people with mental illness when we act like they have no responsibilities to others. We also encouraged their victims to tolerate all kinds of abuse because "they can't help it'
@@DirtyPrancing I am so sorry you have had to go through that, I can’t imagine how painful and horrific that must have been for you to go through. I hope you’re doing better these days ❤️ Accountability is one of the most important things to learn for everyone, people with mental health issues are no exception. If we don’t take accountability for our wrongdoings we can’t change them, full stop. Keep strong and stay safe
As someone with BPD that struggles HARD to hold myself accountable and and self regulate; thank you. Everyone makes BPD out as this thing that "crazy" people have. So kind words are so appreciated 🥺
My best friend had it and even on meds she was really out of control in her life-even with great attentive parents and a good support network of doctors at her beck and call. Some people do not have it that easy as described. She was in and out of care at mental health facilities. She got out and met a guy and got married and had her first child. He was a bad husband. Physically abusive and cheating on her for blaming her over her body after that d-ckhead got her pregnant in the first place. Their baby was only six months old, she hasn’t had time to fully recover from childbirth. Her body hadn’t bounced back fast enough for him so he cheated. She got depressed and started pill popping (her old go-to method for previous suicide attempts). She was hours away from her family and friends as she had moved away with him. She caused her own bad prescription drug interaction and died while napping with her six month old baby on her chest. Her kidneys shut down and she died in her sleep. Somehow he was ok, just hungry and screaming when his piece of sh-t father got home from work. FU Scott. FU, you garbage human being, ugh. But anyway, I just wanted to say that there are some people who can’t get it under control despite every family and physician intervention there is. Oh and the cherry on the top of this crap show was that Scott married his then pregnant mistress and took the baby away from us all permanently. They moved far away. After he killed my friend from lack of love and care for her well being (he knew she was sick and didn’t even care to check on her before he left for work that day while she was caring for their son), he wouldn’t even pay to bury her even though she entered the marriage with a chunk of money of her own. Her parents had to pay for everything, (although they did so willingly obviously because they loved her). I hope he gets every bad thing that he has coming to him for how vile he treated a woman who was already so emotionally messed up when he met her and he knew that. And I hope that boy finds what family he has left on his mother’s side someday so he can find out the true story of what actually happened because his evil father will never admit it.
It's so extremely sad when things happen to a person and their parents don't believe them... WHAT kind of parents are they? I couldn't imagine living with my abuser and my parents not believing me when I told them things. Luckily, although my parents would've believed me anyway, they witnessed it first-hand. but damn, i feel bad for the others.
My mom has always claimed I was exaggerating about several awful things they happened to me while traveling. It hurts so much, especially when you’re shell-shocked and looking for comfort.
Those who managed to fight back, right on! The woman who punched the ex in the throat, good job. Hitting a man in the Adam's apple with enough force can kill him. And since it was self-defense, nothing should have happened to her.
Good luck in California they’ll find any reason to prosecute you
I survived a slit throat. I used to hate my scar, but it makes me look like a badass pirate, so I’ve learned to love it.
Own the scars man....own the scars.
I have many many . I used to hate them with a passion.
Now at 48. The youngest scar is 22 this year. The oldest will be 43 in January.
I've since LEARNED to love them all.
Now I tell interested people why they are there.
And I'm a Female. Just had a rough but enjoyable life. Racing cars (cause of most of my scars,) and over exuberance as ayoungster. ,(cause of the rest of them ).
if you don’t mind me asking, what happened ?
Have you considered becoming a ship captain?
Good for you
@@flarev9 I was traveling through Utah alone, (hopping trains, being young and dumb,) and I needed a place to stay when it started getting cold and snowy. I met a guy that just wanted to “help,” but he was out of his mind and on a few different substances. When I met him at first he seemed kind and charismatic. But he had a psychotic episode and attacked me just because I was there. It’s easier to talk about 12 years later.
I matched on tinder around 1am. My friends and I were at a hookah lounge and decided to go to a sports bar for drinks. I smoked earlier so decided to pass and to top it off this “girl” wanted to meet. My gullible ass agrees and begins to meet at the place we agreed on. It wasn’t too far from where I was currently at so I thought to myself why not. For context, I usually carry a knife for self defense because my states gun laws are horrific. But the one day this happens, I didn’t carry.
So I head to the address which is in a nice neighborhood, but dead silent and basically no one’s around. All of a sudden I see some Hispanic individual approaching me with a knife and mumbling some gangster stuff. I was weirdly calm about the whole ordeal (probably because I was high) and i guess showed him I wasn’t intimidated. I’m not sure why, but I really did tell myself that he’s not gonna mug me because going the process to get a new drivers license, credit/debit card and a new phone was a worse option. Essentially the situation turned into a standoff and he probably didn’t do much because he either thought I was strapped or he noticed I wasn’t running/frightened. He eventually just told me to gtfo and was kinda speed walking towards me with the knife but I still wasn’t budging or running. He eventually reached a certain distance between me and just put the knife away and started walking in the opposite direction. Then I noped tf out. Called the cops about it but they probably never caught him
Probably doesn't count but I had a roommate try to convince me during a really bad depression attack that I should in fact kill myself as it would make everyone's life easier. Earlier that semester she had tried to kill somebody with a peanut allergy with a Costco sized can of Nutella spread over her would be bed but the girl had probably been warned in advance that she was trying to kill her and didn't ever show up at our apartment.
There was a person that, willfully and willingly, tried to arrange a situation where a life would be lost for no other reason than they could. I dare say it was a murder attempt, even if it used psychological means. Now getting the details would be necessary for a reddit story, but it doesn't make it less of an attempted murder in my mind.
Friend????
You guys did report her on both times, right?
@@marialindell9874 yeah I reported her. I think others were also victims of her after I left but I gave the most detail 9f her previous roommates so she sent me nasty letters after I left but it didn't matter and by the next semester of school she was no longer attending so I guess she got kicked out.
The fact that there are so many Redditers with murder attempt stories
I got my own story and it scarred me and I'm partially responsible for this myself. I was 12 at the time, when my actions set something in motion that nearly ruined my life a year later. I was the youngest and tallest guy in class. One of the consequences thereof was that I was physically the weakest, as grew in height much faster than my organs could adapt causing me to be prone to fainting and nose bleeds. Now, I'm close to 7ft tall and while I still look somewhat like Slenderman, I'm much stronger and got acceptable stamina, but back in the day, I was really bad at sports and no good at defending myself. Combine this with being socially awkward, and one of the best in class and you got 5 reasons to bully me. Needless to say, I had few friends and I did try to win people over, who didn't bully me. In this pursuit, I helped a classmate by lending him one week's worth of pocket money. However, when it came the time to pay his dues, he asked me for a week to spare and then another week... I also noticed that he actually had enough money to pay me and demanded to be paid now. In turn, he just pushed me away and asked me what I'm going to do about it, and insulted me.
This was a huge problem, not for my fragile ego, but for the fact that I was already bullied badly and such a display of weakness was like a dinner bell for every punk who had to went frustration... He was smaller than me but considerably heavier and stronger, thus I didn't even imagine my odds against him. However, I did notice that he also refused to pay back a friend of mine and together we ambushed him. That friend of mine was bad company, but despite his messed-up nature, he was at his core a smart and nice kid. We got along well and that fact alone did reduce my bullying to some degree, though I never tried to let him loose on my bullies. It was only that his presence discouraged hostilities. However, this time, I did intend to weaponize him and do my own part in getting the money back. We shook him up, but unfortunately, it wasn't enough to pay us both back. I thus left the money for my friends and essentially blackmailed the jerk to pay me back next time for real. Law and Behold, he did!
However, it apparently really bruised that guy's ego and he kept bullying me. He went as far as threatening me with a metal bar and saying in front of the entire class, minus the teacher, who was getting something, that one day, he would kill me!
My friend did a halfway decent job at keeping him at bay. That jerk still threatened me multiple times, but the school played it down. A year later, we had our class trip and in the infinite wisdom of our school, they assigned my 4-bed-room to the very kid who kept threatening me! In addition, my friend and another weirdo, a year older than the rest of the kids were all crammed into the same room. I really think that this was their containment cell...
Soon after, I was a bit late to go for lunch and was the last person leaving the room. The window was still open as this tiny room was quite smelly after the night. That fat jerk suddenly came back into the room and pushed me hard, causing me to stumble back and did it again. I was now 1m from the window and this was the second floor and the yard had a stone floor. Fortunately, I was now just at the head end of my friend's bed. He was a bit of a show-off and had brought to the trip a giant Maglite, which was now standing within my hands reach. I grabbed it in a sweeping and circling motion and it was now above my head ready to crash down into my opponent's head...
By this very short timeframe, a lot happened. I looked into the face of this jerk and the anger was wiped away by fear at the moment he realized what was about to happen. I was still in a circular motion when I noticed his facial expression and halted. I was now standing there, ready to strike and he was standing there ready to push me once again. I have no idea if this was for a few seconds or longer. It was weird like my brain had frozen up. Then, suddenly both of us snapped out of it when my friend entered the room. I honestly can't remember what happened in the next moment. All I know is that as soon as I was alone again in this room, my legs gave way and I collapsed into a slumped down position leaning against the wall.
The realization that I just nearly died, or got paralyzed, or that I did the same to my opponent, hit hard. I was still not legally old enough to stand up for my own deeds (would have been 14), but I knew that it would still have serious consequences. Moreover, I was really upset with myself, because I froze up, when my life was at stake. Further consequences were that I got myself a knife, in case that he'd try again and I was constantly watching out for potential ambushes. I was way too sensitive to noises and movements and had nightmares. I'm pretty sure that this qualifies as PTSD. Even 20 years later, I'm still in a heightened state of alertness.
oh dear, I hope you're doing okay after such an event. Do well my friend!
i loved this story! im sorry that it happened, but your writing is so good, i just couldnt stop reading
I hate how people in the comment section feel bad for the kid who punched and kissed her as a little girl. He's not a 'poor kid' anymore after cornering a girl and attacking and slamming her head into the pavement and punching her over and over.
It IS sad that a child was so mistreated their development was hijacked and turned them into an attacker. If the kid doesn't learn what is right/wrong they have no way of knowing how to behave through no fault of his.
The difference is when you’re no longer a child and don’t know right from wrong. I feel bad for the kids, not the adults that know what their issue is and doesn’t seek help to fix it.
Don't hold a young child to the same accountability as an adult. No one was saying that the kid didn't do wrong, but it's not a kid that age's fault if they are mistreated horrendously, and copy that behaviour they are literally incapable of knowing any better. Again, just keep in mind, no one is saying what the kid did was OK by any means, but it's a double edged sword so to speak because that kid wouldve learned that behaviour first hand and thus is also a victim.
I KNOW RIGHT, basically saying "poor kid for s3333xually assaulting her", in what planet is that ok?
@@iatecinderella it’s not okay unfortunately at the time that happens there’s usually deep seeded that are an issue. Usually abuse of the same kind. The cps system is utter trash. I grew up next to kids that were abused. There was never anything done. Problems is. Ineffective and absent whether mentally(social media addict, partying, withdrawal due to mental issues or just neglect) cause ineffective offspring. I’d be rich if I had a dollar for every time I’ve seen a parent turn on the tv or give their kid a phone instead of finding a way to engage and teach the child. I’m not even a parent and I see it plain as day.
This is why I don't want people knowing where I live unless I trust them completely. This is gross.
11:53 I would have filed a murder charge.
24:33 Crummy parents, nobody deserves to be nearly murdered.
Thanks for the stories. Scary how people are so callus
No doubt!
On the first one. Speaking as a criminal. Yeah trials suck. I've had 2. One I was guilty for and took my 1.5 years to even be in a position where I was allowed to plea. The other took 2 years and was dropped 2 weeks before the trial because the prosecutor actually looked closely at it and saw how all the evidence proved my innocence (like don't do this but if you want to fuck someone over hard, accuse them of a crime that rings vaguely true. It will screw them over for years, cost them thousands of dollars, and even stop them from getting some jobs despite their innocence being upheld).
Courts, prosecutors, and police evidence people need to be far better funded. Like take the money from police tanks and actually put it where it will help people. Get things done quick. Let victims get it over with. Let accused get a more thorough trial (especially for tickets and the like where its often only a minute in front of a judge). And give the judges more time so they can keep more of an eye on legal proceedings.
Oh and if a cop is caught out lying on the stand they should be automatically arrested for perjury. So many of them get caught out with no repercussions we can't take their word for it any more under oath.
And on a similar topic. Why is it we can fund a billion cops but can't fund free mental health care? Like seriously, a lot of us guys (lets just look at all the DV and violent father/ step-father stories there are here) really need it and a lot of it. It can't feel good to have such anger inside all the time.
Or to put it another way:
Conservatives: We need law and order!
Progressives: If we give people free mental health care then it will lower crime dramatically.
Conservatives: That's socialism!
Progressives: But research has proved its cheaper in the long run due to how stupidly expensive the prison system (which is private and donate to your campaign) and there is less human suffering.
Conservatives: Oh so you are soft on crime then.
Progressives: No, I just believe prevention is better than cure. And cheaper.
Conservatives: They changed the name of Mr Potatohead to Potatohead!
Progressives: That isn't true as they just changed the product line... wait, why am I talking about this rather than things that matter again?
@@Badartist888
Okay I agree with you there, definetly.
But we need police officers.
The trouble is too, who they let in, how much we expect them to do, not enough training, and low pay.
You say you were a criminal?
Violent or non violent offender?
Thief or not?
I have no sympathy for violent crimes, esp against weaker people and animals.
Rapists can die.
They are evil.
@@rdred8693 I think he is less likely to answer honestly with how you chose to express yourself.
Ahh, only in a perfect “just” world can we see fact v. fiction. Whatever is on file IS Law; there will never be justice for those oppressed, myself included. We can only hope & dream, vindication will shine it’s light upon us.
@@Badartist888 You just had to bring up Mr. PotatoHead
When I was 13, in 8th grade, a boy 17, who was in 7th grade, was insisting on walking me home and me saying no didn’t stop him. Luckily I lived next to the school so just ran home. Years later I was working at the prison and he was in there for child rape.
My (ex) friend had been isolating me from my other friends for a few years at this point. I had just left her place after a sleep over to go have lunch at home. She followed me to this short cut through a small patch of forest. There she caught up to me, ripped my phone and keys off my neck (phone pouch) and tried to punch me. I (10 at the time) was a year younger than her, but had a heavier build, so I managed to grab her wrist as she was swinging at me and to keep it in place as I reached to her other hand to take my stuff back. I showed her back a bit by her wrist (that she was constatly trying to yank free or push throught to punch muttering stuff about killing me and putting me beside my dead grandpa where I belong) and ran with my stuff.
I was at a bus stop waiting for my bus. I saw a car with 4 guys drive passed me very slowly. They made the turn and started shooting across from me at what I assumed was rival gang. One of the guys saw me standing there and pointed the gun at me. It jammed so he just ran back to the car and sped off. That's when I decided South Central LA was not we're I wanted to live anymore.
This is horrible, how people try to kill others
Murder caused by mental illness is forgivable in my opinion. You can’t blame a person for killing someone when they’re mentally ill and don’t know any better. Should they spend the rest of their life behind bars? Yes they should. If their mental illness is bad enough to the point that they’re killing people they definitely shouldn’t be allowed in society. By you can’t blame someone I mean you can’t really say that they did it because it was fun or because they got satisfaction out of it. Hate them and lock them up behind bars but make sure that you hate them for the right reasons. There isn’t an excuse to murder anybody unless it’s self defense and even then I can almost guarantee you’re gonna feel guilty even if it was the right thing to do.
What about crazy people there a man who just saw a girl and decided I wanna kidnapped her and kill her parents
Crime is crime
The 8-yr-old kid who retaliated against her drowning bully; What a badass this little kid is!
Roommate tried to blow up building with gas, burn me and residents to death. I didn't pursue it/ let him go/ don't know where he is.... PROBABLY STILL MURDERING, RIGHT?!?!??! Some of these people (!)... unsatisfactory conclusions...
When I was 11 I was asleep in my room and woke up to a man standing above me he then proceeded to drive a screwdriver into my pillow about a quarter of an inch away from my face scream and then ran out of the house. Turns out mom forgot to lock the front door and a mentally ill homeless man broke in the police found him after about 30 minutes trying other people's door knobs.
I sometimes wonder if I have been unknowingly targeted for death by someone but they didn’t/couldn’t carry it out. Or how many times I unknowingly came close to death but fate intervened
It's really crazy how many people post late to these threads and say, "I know nobody is going to even see this."
Little do they know thousands of people have heard their story and are wishing them well.
I can confirm that your head bleeds a lot over small cuts. I fell out of a bounce house and hit my head and it was bleeding a lot. It wasn’t a big cut either
there is actually a lot of blood in the scalp, I know this from the one time I was running to my room and hit my head on a cabinet really hard. I bled a quite a bit.
In ref to 20:19 she's petite (short and thin) but that sounds like pure maternal instinct right there. That's a special kind of strength/fight that kicks in either when you are fighting to live for your kids (or trying to directly save them). Type of strength that even if you're small(ish) in stature can still give you that adrenaline oomph to lift a car half off the ground.
can confirm my dad lifted a suv off my moms foot one time
karma served
Home invasion with a machete. Kicked in my front door , stumbled back and got my sledge hammer ramed into history forehead. He was a very strong labourer, I with congestive heart failure but much bigger. The jury felt I had attacked him and he's free.
What
Oh my
@@UpdootEverything Yeah
I've had that same strategy in mind for if someone tries drowning me: fake when I actually run out of air.
"The main reason I survived is because I'm fat." Ouch
It's sick how much evil is in the world. It makes me want to keep my son home all the time and never let him out of the house and also get a gun and a few good guard dogs.
I have my own stories but I can’t do anything about it now because It happened when I was a kid and I’m concerned I’d be considered an unreliable witness because of when it all happened and who did it to me…
Do it anyway, there might be other evidence they can use.
Your truth matters
One night while I was at work alone, a guy showed up asking if he could use the phone because his car broke down. He made a few calls and seemed like no one could come get him. We spoke for about an hour until my co worker came to take over the shift. I took pity on the guy and gave him a ride. During the ride he pulled a gun out and robbed me. Made me drive him around for a few hours. He was later identified and was arrest. He was skipping on parole, had drugs on him, drugs in him, and got charged for kidnapping and armed robbery. He got 13 years without chance of parole.
The dog barked. I was a pet sitter in Louisiana, and had a creepy stalker ex. He knew where I worked, and apparently would drive by while I was watching the best dog in the world. One of my (ex)friends who would ride with him told me that he said he was gonna go chat with me. I'm so lucky that he was afraid of dogs, because the dog barked and the ex bolted.
We broke up because he apparently liked to r**e his exes at knife point. Given how angry he was, I think he would have killed me. This was in high school.
When I was really little I was getting severely bullied. This one time, when I was SIX, a kid tried to strangle me with the chains of a swing but they had like no upper body strength and couldn’t get the chains around to my neck. It was really traumatising especially cuz the kid was much older than me and towered over me. I told my mom, many years later while trying to hold back my tears and u wanna know what she said? oh. And I was just like, I had someone try to murder me, what do you mean OH yeah still kinda mad at my mom cuz she knows the kid and didn’t say a thing ever.
Don't know if it counts, but while I was never suicidal, by luck I discovered self-help and my depression never became worse.
That guys response in the last one is wild, wtf you mean "nah"?
I feel like if someone just tried to kill me then just walks off or pretended nothing happened I’d beat them nearly to death and call the police to make sure they don’t kill someone else. I mean I feel like that’s just basic responsibility after that happens. All I’ve learned from this subreddit are there are a lot of attempted murderers running around right now that absolutely should not be free
That scalping someone with a bong story is kinda bad ass. And the head has lots of blood supply. I thought everyone knew that head wounds bleed a lot. My mom and I almost got killed by a car driving too fast near my house when I was little and going to camp. Same thing almost happened to her again last year. Another time I fell off this cylindrical thing u could climb up and sit on and hit my head. My mom freaked out and took me to the ER because I was bleeding a bit. I felt totally fine. I had to wait for 4 hours for a CT scan and all for nothing.
Kind of a murder attempt I guess you could say. I used to practice swimming in a public pool where other kids and a trainer were there, trainer would tell us what to do and how to swim and we would do it, there wwas this one kid who was probably 10, I was 12 (He didn't know my age), my bmi was probably 16,2 at the time (Or probably even straight up 15,90, I was really underweight back then and still am but my bmi is 17 rn so I'm good I guess) so I was really weak, I didn't had many strenght in the arms and was finer than a damn spaghetti, so that's why the 10 yo dude would always pick on me in the pool, he would make fun of me sometimes and one time he really got aggressive and tried to drown me, he pushed me underwater, somehow I managed to get my self up cause since I couldn't really push him away cause I had no strenght my only way was scratching him, eventually he let me go and I instinctively pushed him underwater as well and then told the trainer, motherducker after he found out I was 12 stopped annoying me, but I really looked like a 9 yo at the time
20:30 is by far the most enraging and sad stories in this video
I knew this girl 'Tracy' when I was a kid and invited her to the community pool where we had a membership. We were playing and she pushed me under and was trying to ride my shoulders. I tried to push her hands away so I could surface and take a breath. She held on and pushed me down hard. I tried again and again she pushed me down. I had a moment of clarity that unless I got to the edge of the pool, I was going to drown, so I started slowly walking to the side, managing to barely surface and get a bit of air before she pushed me down again. Once at the edge, I pulled myself up with one hand and pulled her off of me, shouting "I need to breathe! What the hell is wrong with you?" and got out of the pool. Tracy ran and told my older sister, who confronted me, and I told my sister that Tracy tried to drown me. My sister didn't really believe it and was trying to explain to me that Tracy just didn't understand that I needed to breathe. (WTH?) Wasn't really friends with her after that. As an adult I look back and think Tracy's complete lack of empathy is chilling.
i am late. but the head has so much blood? When i was like 10 i got this mild cut on my head that wouldn't stop bleeding for ages. Was only about a centimeter long but it was deep enough (about half a centimeter, i think?) when my mum sent a pic to my doctor uncle he said 'you should probably go get that stapled shut.' so we did and i had metal in my scalp for a week and i was miserable because i had to wash my head every night and my parents would test the pH of the water for some reason beforehand and my dad didn't know how to brush hair correctly and he pulled it too much. that little cut caused me so much trouble, getting scalped would be a lot worse.
"adrenaline is a heck of a drug and its best no to fight burglars" this just makes me want someone to break into my house so I can get a nice adrenaline rush
*say sike right now*
are you sure m8
@@AkameGaKillfan777 no, I'm genuinely serious
DOG SAVED HIS LIFE... DELAYED WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN... ANIMALS CAN BE ANGELS TOO. JUST LISTEN TO THEM. ;-))
Imagine refusing to help someone you just saw get slashed
I noticed some large nylon string hanging under my , crawled under to find one end tied to my drive shift, the other end broken, then I find the other broken end and it goes to my brake lines, it was rigged so when I backed up and drove away the heavy-duty nylon line would wrap around the spinning driveline and pull tight cutting the rubber brake line, fortunately whoever did it must have been working in the dark and hurrying because they tied it off to the brass line attached to the rubber one. Yes I narrowed it down to one of two people, there both dead now, one committed suicide.
My car..
Who did you piss off?
Telling ya man. Being fat has its pros. Like knifes and sometimes bullets being less effective.
Sat a jury in a federal trial , guys breaking into multiple rich people’s homes. Lots of video showing how easy it is to break into someone’s house . Doors mean nothing if the plate, frame aren’t strong and seriously drilled in. If it takes the guy 4 to 5 slams to get the door open that buys you time
"Sorry until i drowned you, it wasn't until i was almost drowned myself that I realized how horrible it is to do to someone".
I now see fat as spaced armour...
Wonder how well it defends against tank shells...
29:33 You should have gotten the police involved!
@UE stories please do not ever change your channel!!! It's the best
In 2006, my ex husband shot me in the head and broke my neck. I was suppose to be dead. I was suppose to be a quadrapleagic vegetable, but the Almighty was merciful. I'm still going to die, because the doctors could not remove the bullet fragments from my brain with doing more damage, and as it was, couldn't understand why I'm cognetive, as it is.
how tf r u alive
The thing about not much blood being in your scalp is way not true when I was maybe 8 I fell and hit my head on a wall there was a cut in my head the size of a needle and there’s blood everywhere all over my hands my face and all over the school floor as I ran to the office panicking
Man seriously why the hell do they always leave stories uncompleted, I hate it so much, like what is the aftermath? What the hell happened later to the kid in 8:02
first week of school back from covid quarantine a kid tried to push me down stairs at my school that are probably 15 feet down and he didn't just like sorta push me he strait up put his whole body weight on me in the push but I grabbed the railing and I just have good balance I might not have died but it felt like I could have
My best friend’s father attempted killing my friend when he was only about 6. He ran while his mom protected him and he and hasn’t seen his father since. We’re in 8th grade now.
Failed to strangle you to death = 4ys wtf
Gonna keep this short, I was 7, My mother was a crazy bitch, She tried to kill me and my grandma infront of my sister who was one. I called the police while she was choking my grandmother. I am the only one who remembers it because my sister was to young to remember and my grandma pasted 1 year ago. I guess you could say I was the only survivor since my sister wasn't targeted at all, and my grandma died (she died from complications involving this and cancer). Its weird to know that im the only survivor of a murder attempt.
22:22 Disgusting actions.
why is it that the voice narrators narrate _ < > and - as "comma"
4:35 wow
15:27 Get of my Thomas wow ok
18:27 a lot of fat people survivor attacks I’m starting to think I should gain some weight and being fat might save my life one day idk people are crazy life is dangerous here where I live
19:10 yeah
24:32 wtf wtf wtf
26:35 bruh omg
27:42 omg this video this world 🌍
28:11 Glad I watched this video now I know to just say do it yourself man so they can’t blame me
That last story, Jesus Christ!! he said, “nah”?? Wish I could tell that guy to get better friends
4:39 Maybe she did change?
7:27 😰
Play fighting with a kid at 14 I was on the ground he jumped and tried to stomp on me like Bruce lee did to O'Hara I kicked his legs from under him and he hit his head knocked him out
13:45
22:55 no dude, op did his job, hell he did MORE than his job, hes supposed to like, stop shoplifters, not be saving lives
Avoided a death by witch hunter by just going on a coffee run and closing the door on my way out (he sent a fireball at me when I closed the door, didn't even know he was there!)
…these aren’t dumb luck ones
If you went unconscious and/or lost a lot of blood, you ARE lucky.
God damn what is it about bipolar disorder that Maes you want to kill someone
Me: What happens to all these kids who lack empathy so much they try to kill other kids to see what its like?
Me: Looks at the and mask rallies..... ohhhhhhhh
Eyeroll
r/thathappened
80% of all stories on askreddit
Redditors, just stop it with the ‘let’s call him/let’s pretend his name is’ crap. no one gives a rat’s ass. Just be a normal person and say “my dad did xyz”
3rd
“They didn’t win” well ,they did