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ive been in a bunch of life threating situations like car accidents gettin shot at and stuff but i never felt in any of them that my life was actually in danger and for all these drowning people you guys should learn how to swim
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I knew how to swim before...but I forgot...anyways...almost got hit by a car it stopped like inches away....I, like alot almost drowned...but this big girl picked me up out of the water....I was skipping rocks near the oceans coast and almost slipped and hit my head on the nice sharp rocks....a a car accident....a gas fire...there is probably more but I can't remember.
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Almost drowned before....
got hit by a car before.. I was in a car accident.. I got shot by crossfire on a school bus.. Got shot by my father.When I was dying..I could see everything I could've done in life....and it was fading away...I cried....not in fear....I'm never afraid. I cried because I was angry...to die by your own father what kinda death is that.... I regained health at WakeMed located in NC. I was in a hosptial room......my torso bandaged up.....and I heard my mother wouldn't make it unless it was a miracle... That day I prayed...I had only prayed a few days before then...but I prayed like there was no tomorrow..... In this event I posted about it in the sfo forum you might can find it in the general section in forum history. My mother didn't die...my father commited suicide...so he clearily died... After I regained enough health to move around....I left my home behind me for 2 weeks... Does not having a home for almost 2 whole weeks count as almost dying? Almost got gutted in a knife fight while walking the streets. I almost fell on some sharp glass during a fight...which was blade up... I fell off my house before.....or the only house I ever had..I live in apartment to apartment..rent now.....well I fell in some bushes.. I had a gun pointed at my skull while I was high with some friends...the guy who owned the gun named matt said it wasn't loaded...a friend of mine had the gun up to my head and he said."What if I took your life right now?" I said "Men who cry over death...cry because they have to much time on thier hands....I guess that's weak man's compassion...I have no mental weakness...if I were to die right now I'd Kiss the game good bye." He said 'Damn lol I need to catch some of your L." So he puts down the shotgun....we all get blazed... someone picks up the gun and shots a bullet in the house it ricochets(Err bounces off objects) in the house we run out of the house to avoid losing a life... Then out side matt says "that had to had been the last bullet....damn you almost took JB's life away...but damn JB didn't give a phuck." Everyone luaghs....I just keep smoking. I was on a road trip to Baltimore Maryland...not to long ago....and one of my friends fell asleep at the wheel... Me and my current girl/friend Chay....had saw A Semi driving up in the rain...and sure nuff the driver fellasleep. We woke petty up...he evaded the truck....then we just chilled on the side of the road till everyone was well rested. When I was 7 years old a white man pointed a gun at me for french kissing his daughter.... My mother saw this and came outside to protect me...my nieghbor...friend..and mentor..he was 12...named markiel He stood infront of my mom....I had no clue..that i could've lost my life that day..... And Markiel..he knew....he protected my mom...man that's a real friend....I'd give him a blunt on me..if I knew were he was today......no a fatty...a serious fatty. When I lived in that nieghborhood those were the best days of my life...so many adventures man....so many things to do..it was colorfull...I love and respect those people... Today...I get in nieghborhood organized fights....I live by the blade...I'll probally die by the blade....I suppose I'm the product of a child that came from a broken family. You know....one day. I saw a living breathing puppyy on the road abandoned...while I was walking the street after my father's death.I didn't miss with it because at the time I had no home....I couldn't do a thing for it...it would've had a better chance if a dog catcher had found him......but the result of that action was this... The next time I saw the puppy it was dead.I asked myself in my days of ignorance bliss "Why do we feel so sad when anything dies." Through my pillage on life I discovered the answer. It's because humanity has too much time on our hands,but in result that's the greatest gift we humans have.To have room in our hearts for compassion...it's adorable. And here is my overall view of my near death experiences....no counting nights I've walked the streets...but I don't need to discuss that... The End :sleepy: Edited By SBYRD5 on 1102067070 |
lol whenever a topic gets serious everyone runs to the R.I. section..as expected.. :sleepy:
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