I have two scary experiences..skydiving and scuba diving.I will NEVER EVER go skydiving again(nor will I forgive my brother for the experience) but I will go scuba diving in my next life.It was an awesome experience however,I wasn't ready for it at the time.
I was cut off on the Freeway by a new car hauling big rig. I was pulling a 28 ft. Recreational trailer thingy. He made me fish tail and I rolled 3x before jumping the median. The airbags never deployed! When I came to I was in my truck on top of the concrete abutment and the trailer,still connected, was laying across 4 lanes of traffic..... No body else hurt. No broken bones. Quite lucky I was !
Hm.... When I was being born, I had the umbellical chord wrapped around my neck. Then when I was sleeping in my crib, I pulled the curtains into the crib and got them wrapped around my neck. Then I was sleeping in my crib and got the sheets wrapped around my neck. I don't remember any of that because I was too young. Then about 5 years ago, my brother was pulling me around in little trailer that was hooked up to the lawn mower, he took a corner to fast, the trailer broke free the threw me across the driveway, and I bounced my head off the driveway a few times. It wasn't scary, just painful.
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My mother-in-law was tiny, only 4'10" tall, and was terrified of dogs. One day when she came to visit she stepped out of her car and my neighbour's dog, a big. friendly German Shepherd came bounding down their drive, put its paws on her shoulders, put its nose next to hers, and said, "Hello!" So I raced down to pull it off her.
Moved from one side of Australia to the other at 23 alone with a three year old daughter, only knowing one person over there. I needed to get away from a bad relationship. I was homesick for family & friends so came back after a year & a half & lived within the same state as my family & friends there after. Now being 400 hundred Kms away is better than the other side of Australia.
I'm 14 and three months older than a friend. We go hunting together a lot just us. We've taken tons of gun and hunting and outdoor safety classes so consider that before saying our parents are bad for letting us go alone. We go in the mountains above our houses. This past spring we were just climbing the mountain for fun. We somehow accidentally got in between a huge I'm talking 600lbs+ female black bear and her two small cubs that we turned and saw behind us. We knew that a momma had to be around so we started watching out and tried getting out of there. We turned around hearing a loud growl. There she was. We tried to slowly get out of the way. She charged us. Knowing the cubs were there and that playing dead probably wouldn't work because of the cubs we ran. Bears are fast animals as you probably know from common sense. She got me. She caught up and knocked me down with her snout. She was snarling in my face. I was so scared. If it wasn't God's will that bear could've tore me to shreds but she just went back to her cubs.
I got in a car with a stranger that had been drinking. When I sat down, I noticed the whiskey and the rifle/shotgun/whatever between us! I thought I had no choice. I was stranded with no means of communication in the middle of nowhere. Stupid and scary!
Living alone and taking care of myself, and my financial affairs,on my own, for the first time in my life, after marrying very young, and being married for some years. Scary but enlightening too. I learned that I can do it, and make out just fine.