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25 People Reveal The Terrifying Things That Scarred Them For Life

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I once tossed my little brother into the pool, and his head came within an inch of the concrete edge. I knew as soon as he left my grip that I put too much force into it, and time slowed down as he drifted through the air. With the angle he was falling, the speed he was thrown and the height he reached at the peak of his trajectory, I knew if his head connected, brain damage would be the best case scenario. It was over in a half second realtime and everyone carried on playing around. Had to sit down and take a breath, I love my siblings.

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I once found a young man (16-18 years old) who was extremely physically and mentally disabled, who had been living his entire life in what was basically a shed, lying on his back in his own filth. The parents didn’t know what else to do with him. This was not in the developed world, obviously.

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My mother passing out in a grocery store and hitting her head on the tile floor. I was probably 4 or 5. Instant pancake sized puddle of blood around her head. She was in a coma for a couple weeks but recovered. She only has minor issues with short term memory loss.

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We pulled up beside a Captain in the Army who was covered in blood. He was shaking and asking if we would help him because everyone in the humvee was dead except him. They were working with Iraqi Army and hit an IED while doing a movement. We explained to him we specifically came out there to help him and he just wouldn’t stop thanking us. It was obvious he was in complete and utter shock. He was the only survivor in that truck. Christmas Day.

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I was probably in 4th grade, we lived out in the country. I was walking from the neighbors across the road to our house, I was about 5-6 feet from the road. Another neighbors dog, I believe it was a Jack Russel, got loose and was running to me. He got to the middle of the road and a car came flying by and hit him. Poor thing didn’t die right away. The worst part wasn’t even the dog getting hit it was what came after. We got his owner, an older guy, and he pick it up and took it home. I figured he’s take it to the vet, after about five minutes we heard a gunshot.

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.