21 People Confess The Scariest Situation They’ve Ever Been In


Was in Iraq on my last deployment and was conducting a foot patrol. As I pass a side “street” the tailgate of a truck drops and there are 2 insurgents laying there with a machinegun who immediately open fire. The whole world slows down and seems to do one of those freaking matrix things where you can see the bullets as I scream for everyone to take cover and run for cover myself. I felt my body jerk and yank around and almost fall off my feet several times until getting behind a building for cover. I just knew I was dead and could not feel the wounds because of the massive damage. Checking over my body a canteen had been blown apart, a round had passed though a magazine pouch destroying 3 magazines of ammo, I had 2 impacts that ripped up the cover of my helmet without punching through and one round had passed through my uniform, across my chest, tearing at the inside of my body armor without touching me. 13 points of impact in all and not an scratch on me. We later joked that death must have been on vacation.


When I woke up gasping for air and my right eye had swollen to the size of a pingpong ball. I washed up with cold water hoping it would reduce the swelling, but the pressure in the eye just continued to build up. That was the first time I went to see a doctor immediately instead of letting my immune system do its job.


When my husband died suddenly in our kitchen. He’d been having panic attacks, and this event began with another of those… Only he couldn’t calm down. His heart was beating so hard, and so quickly that I could feel it. His face paled to a sickly color, mouth going white with a rim of blue purple at the edges. He gasped, and said “Help me. Please help.” It all happened so quickly. I still thought it was just a severe panic attack, and we were waiting for the ambulance. He stopped breathing. Shit got real. My blood felt like ice, as I shook him, and I shouted for help getting Harry out of his chair, to lie him down flat for CPR. I did chest compressions frantically, and puffed air into him. The air just kept coming back out. It made groaning noises as it did so. I knew my attempts were not working. The ambulance arrived, and I was shooed away, as they worked. My husband’s heart was restarted 2 times, but he officially expired at 5:02 am. Scariest, guiltiest, most horrible thing I have ever experienced or seen. Ever. Bar none.


I was in Brazil and traveling by bus into Argentina. Arriving at the border I realized that I didn’t have the proper documents to get across. So I bribed the bus driver to hide me in the cargo hold and smuggle me over the border. That was a scary few minutes. Definitely brown pants time.

Written by Laura McNairy

Laura is a freelance writer for TFLN. She likes to write about what she knows best — dating, sex, and being awkward, but usually in the opposite order. She is the Assistant Editor and videographer for Peach Fuzz, a sex-positive nudie magazine in ATX.