#4 Is ridiculous. If the company knew this guy was an "intimate offender," why would they send a woman at all, when they were expected to bathe him? That's on the company for sure.
@@Stopthisrightnow560yep. You’re 100% right. Companies don’t GAF. I did the same kind of job years ago and wound up getting dragged around by my hair by one guy and smacked around and bit by another. Never again. I’m a 5’ 140lb woman. The biter is over 6’3 and the hair puller was known for violent meltdowns. 😑 I quit right after the hair dragging.
No idea. A care agency put a known pedo into a relative's house in the past. said relative had 2 kids and 1 on the way. Agencies just do that crap. There's probably someone to report those companies. If there isn't there should be.
because they dont care and will do anything for a profit and routinely put workers in danger, I worked in that job for a few months and quit very swiftly.
"So, the dogs are chasing me, and I can hear them right on my heels I know they're about to catch me pull me to the ground and tear me to shreds when out of nowhere this guy comes charging in and starts fighting off the dogs allowing me to get away. I never found out who he was or even got a good look at his face, but sometimes I have nightmares about the dogs but then this he comes, and I know I'm going to be ok." -Little Girl, probably.
Regarding story 18… many don’t know what happens if you get into a car accident while you have a full bladder… there’s a good chance your bladder will rupture. The ex-marine put op in serious danger, but the discomfort from a normal collision with a tree would be the LEAST of his issues. So, the next time someone asks you if you need to pee before going on that road trip? The answer is yes.
I love the taxi hero story cuz in the end it’s not just the taxi driver it was also the person writing the story they saw a little girl being chased by dogs and sprung into action being bitten while trying to help and she gets away and then a hero gets saved by another hero who drives a taxi
Never run away from a dog. Most dog/wolf/coyote attacks occur solely because the victim runs away. It triggers their prey drive. Those of you with a dog bestfriend go outside. Get your dogs attention then full sprint away from them. They will chase until u can even run anymore. Theyr not gonna hurt u but point is its a natural drive. If a dog seems to be a seriously threat do this: dont run! Dont look it in the eyes. Dont ag it on in anyway. Hold your territory. If its the dogs territory back away. But dont run. If it bites u kick it. Do not run. Running does no good. U cant outrun it. If a dog wants the average oerson dead your dead. Most dog attacks are easily avoidable by simply holding your ground. Theyr playful creatures. They hunt for more then just killing... As do humans.....
This goes with all animals who are not prey themselves, bears, wolves, big cats etc, even house cats, the instinct is powerful. Moose are just super unpredictable, so I would add them too. Make yourself big, back away slowly, talk in low voice, no sudden moves. Neck is the safest place to grab smaller animals. If youre already getting bit, dont pull away, but try to push towards the animal, towards back of the mouth, even if its totally counterintuitive. Just dont turn your back or run! See a doc even for small scratches, not later but immediately.
Also for dogs, if they bite, grab their bottom jaw, and push down. All the leverage in a dogs jaw is in their lower half, pushing down means they cannot close it again. Also, like crocs and gators, their muscles for opening their mouths are weaker than closing, so if you can, close the dogs mouth, and hold it shut, it will have a hard time getting it back open. Granted, this will only protect you from one dog.
I was visiting family in brazil and brazil has quite allot of stray dogs. One of the stray dogs walked up in front of me and growled. I had the feeling running would make the situation worse, so i just pretended that I didn’t see the dog and side stepped it and continued walking in my normal pace. I walked for a bit and looked behind me, the dog was still standing in the place where i left it behind and it just looked kind of confused on why I didn’t react in any way.
like im not saying its only thailand i am talking about ANY country that you arent very fimiliar with for example your from france it can be the united states and so on
I was about 7 months pregnant, taking the train to university during the day. I got into the mostly empty train car and sat down near the door. Across the aisle from me was a 20-something man, dressed in punk. After the train started moving again, he started slowly calling "Mommy. Mommmy" in a sort of Jack Nicholson voice. I tried not to stare, but as I glanced at him, he was brandishing a knife, slicing gashes into the seat. I surveyed the train car, and the only other person on board with us was a man who was on the far end of the car, facing away from us. I glanced back at the guy, and now he was slicing gashes into the back of his hand, leaving red, bloody streaks. I made the decision then and there to get off at the next stop. All the while, I braced myself for what it was going to feel like to be stabbed with his knife. I hopped off at the next stop without incident, and caught the next train. Maybe he was just a guy trying to be edgy, but watching him gouge his hand made me realize I couldn't anticipate what he'd do next.
All I see is a man with severe mental illness and possible abandonment issues other than that yeah you had every goddamn right to get the Frick out of that situation
@@chickaweeka i don’t see insanity, I see undiagnosed mental illness, that man needs mental help, it’s sad that mental health help is nonexistent for people in America
Re: Story 17, I’m so glad that the 2 guys who were “friends” with the attacker of the other girl were stupid enough to tell on themselves because if they had been smarter & sneakier, they’d have been able to find out where she lived as well as have the opportunity to do who knows what to her. And it certainly wouldn’t have turned out well for her. And she might have ended up in way worse shape than the girl she had helped.
To the two people in Egypt: What. The. Heck. You have ARMED GUARDS! Don't piss off the locals and/or the people they are protecting you from! Were your "needs" worth more than, I don't know, potentially, and possibly likely, your lives?? Like, first off, don't disrespect another country's customs in any circumstances, but ESPECIALLY not when they are so unfriendly to foreigners that you need ARMED GUARDS!!! Control yourselves, people. Anyways, rant over.
"don't disrespect another country's customs in any circumstances" Why should we extend that courtacy to them? They don't to us. Despite us doing that for decades and decades.
@@MeepChangeling And because where we live it generally isn't illegal for them to live the way they are choosing to live, while in their country, some of our expected freedoms are illegal. That's a rather huge difference, don't you think? If their custom they are enacting is illegal, report them. It's not "fair", per se, but if you don't agree with their customs and laws, DON'T GO THERE.
Yeah, it kind of gave main character energy. Oh, we might die on a pier and be on the news, let's kiss! Just.... Bizarre. Makes me wonder if they're younger cause Lord knows my logic wasn't sound when I was younger.
The bodyguards drove them to an isolated place to enjoy their innocent PDA without pissing off the locals and their charges getting killed. The bodyguards did their jobs, and did them well. After all, it is always bad optics for bodyguards of foreigners to engage locals, especially when its locals pissed off due to breaking social, cultural, or religious taboo. Even worse than military or PMC firefights for the exact reason. Moral of the story: Respect local traditions and customs. Period.
some guy said "why should we follow the norms" "when they dont extend curtacy and lieniency to us" well go ahead and not follow the rules but your death is just gonna be as meaningless as even coming up with the idea or even considering it in the first place and honestly if you wanna do that stuff the place they went really does NOT seem like its the right place to go *(i am saying this in a situation where you have no control over the situation what so ever)*
Story 16: sounds like it was not actually that they were in a danger (by that particular individual). Most likely they stumbled upon an area someone was using to sleep (probably woke him up too - and with how ppl attack such people and they were sneaking without flashlights he was probably scared a.f and trying to stay unnoticed), and their instincts rightly warned them. Then when they started speaking again he likely realized they were not a danger and just as scared as he was, and concurred with them that leaving is in their best interest too.
…. He approached them from behind and there is a reality if increase violence and mental illness amongst the homeless. This made up narrative is quite odd
That's how I felt too. Just a homeless guy sleeping being like "Yeah, you should go, it's not safe you idiots" and doing it in a way that is intentionally creepy.
@@SlicerJackie i agree and really in this situation its more likely that the man was aware that they were scared of him and didint have the intentions of harming them
@@SlicerJackie most people if they have common sense wouldnt seek to harm someone unless if they are forced to in self deffense or they might do it instinctually with because of past experiences or well for no reason at all but no reason at all i feel like is unlikely in that situation
The urge definitely hit me in this story, but before I was able to act on it, I got to bear witness to someone pulling a Reverse Uno card on the situation. I was attending a martial arts class. For context, I was a mid-ranking student at the time, and the program I trained in was going through its own Christmas break, but they offered this class to those who wanted more out of their training (and probably to also counter the holiday weight gain). I had started attending more classes, so of course I signed up, and it was at a gym that was part of a medium-sized strip mall. Now, the class was pretty intense. There was not much done in terms of sparring over the session, but the workouts, which lasted two hours, would leave you worn out and exhausted. It certainly did not help that you would sweat up a storm, and because it was winter, the sweat would quickly turn into slush as you walked out of the gym, but you would not notice it until you got in your car and pressed your back against the seat. Still, I would like to think that they helped with my physique and techniques. Anyway, for one of these classes, I ended up being the last student to leave. By likely random circumstances, the gym was pretty much deserted by this point (there was always at least a small crowd, not counting the class itself, by the time it starts). I am pretty sure the time approaching 10 pm had something to do with that, but I was too exhausted to pay too much attention to it. Thus, I nearly stumbled out due to having had a slight misstep during the class and hurting myself a bit. I was also chugging my Gatorade, trying to recharge a little before I got to my car. Despite (or maybe because of) the parking lot being nearly completely empty, with my car being one out of, like, four still being there, I heard an engine revving and speeding toward my direction. I turned to the source and saw some van heading towards me - not straight towards me, but still towards me. Its side door was already open, and I could see some burly guy looking at me - or at least in my direction - as he was about to leap out. Now, I was and still am fairly fit and had been practicing self-defense for some time (even had been in one - and _only_ one - fight that went one-sidedly in my favor), but all of my mental alarms were going off, and I mean *_ALL_* of them, ranging from, "Danger! DANGER! TAKE ACTION!" to "START RUNNING AWAY NOW!!" to _"OH SH^T, WE CAN'T PHYSICALLY RUN!!!"_ to finally *_"OH F^^^, WE'RE IN NO CONDITION TO FIGHT!!!!"_* As panic was about to set in, I felt this whoosh go by my head, and in the darkness, I barely caught sight of this blur heading for the guy. The next things I noticed happen occured in this order (note that my sense of time was shot because of the panic, so I do not know how fast or slow it all went): 1) the sound of something glass hitting something else, 2) the sight of said glass object, a bottle, bouncing off the man's face, 3) the man recoiling and falling backwards into the van, 4) the bottle hitting the pavement yet not breaking, 5) the man landing on his back in the van, 6) someone else from the van shouting something, 7) the van speeding away. After who knows how long, my brain finally rebooted and forced the panic down enough for me to take full notice of what just happened. That was when I hear a voice call out from behind me and asking if I was okay. I was able to immediately recognize it as belonging to the class instructor, and so I turned around to look at him. Now, for the record, I was in my early 20s at the time, and this man, the instructor, was in his 70s. I stand at a flat six feet while he is more around five and a half. My body at the time was more like heated steel that was in the process of being forged, and his body was like tempered steel. I never once believed I could beat him in a fight because he is one of the hardest sparring partners I have ever had; I could hold my own against him, sure, but I could never win against him. For some reason, I never thought he could throw a glass bottle so accurately through the darkness. I had already respected him before, mostly because he taught some of the classes I trained in, but that experience took it to a whole new level. I managed to say that I was okay, and after a quick eyeing of me, he simply said, "You might wanna get out of here now." It obviously was not a threat, let alone one aimed at me, but for that mad dash to my car (he probably just stayed back on some kind of overwatch), I felt absolutely no pain as I chucked my bag into the back seat and then quickly got in and sped off. Of course, the pain came back and with a vengeance once I was home and the adrenaline wore off, but I was just grateful. To me, the pain meant that I was still alive.
Ive been riding horses since I was 9 and we had to walk thru a small forest to the bus stop. Usually I was with my bestie, but couple of months I was on my own, since she busted her knee. I tried to wait for someone to walk towards the same way, our stables were part of bigger sports center, so there was nearly always someone going my way, but just this one time everyone had gone already. Im from Finland, my riding lesson was from 7-8pm and dark falls early in the wintertime, so I definitely wasn’t happy. There’s not even snow yet to light up the dark woods. As I start walking thru this small forest patch, I had to encourage myself to go thru with it, but I thought it was just me being alone in the dark, having to walk thru this creepy shortcut. Im like five, ten steps in, when this youngish dude walks from behind me, I expect him to pass, but he starts to walk with me, trying to carry some sort of conversation. All the hair in my neck is standing up, this isn’t right, this dude isn’t right! We are like in the middle of the forest when he tries to take my hand, I was already on edge, so I whipped him with my riding crop, first in the face, leaving an instant red mark, I can see it even in the dark, second hit him somewhere in the back. As he yelps out, out of pain and probably surprise, I hear a deep voice yelling “HEY!” and a goddamn drunkard stands up from the bushes nearby, then the whole group of them! Would-be-kiddy-rapist takes off, he doesn’t even follow the path, just straight into forest, followed by two of these “forest men”. The original drunk asks me if Im ok, I think I am and they walk me to my bus stop, even waiting for my bus to come. There were other people around now, but they wanted to make sure he doesn’t come back. They tell me they saw this guy lingering about earlier and decided to keep watch, this forest was their hangout. Im eternally thankful, this incident totally changed my view of drunks and homeless peeps, before I was more scared of them than I would’ve been this neatly clothed young guy. I must’ve been 10 or 11, something like that. Afterwards I walked the long way if I was alone, even at that age I knew I might not be as lucky again. The forest route was like five times shorter, but I still felt better walking along lit road. My only regret is not calling the cops when I got home, somehow I feel this wasn’t his first time, it was too well thought out. Or I could’ve at least told the mounted cops what happened, they had their horses in the same stables. And I still have that same crop, it’s slightly busted, my cats have chewed it and it’s missing few pieces, but I love it. Wouldn’t exchange it for a newer model, it’s still perfect in my eyes.
I was at our local Fairgrounds in the city having fun with my wife and son. We did most of a circuit around it and was at the exhibit hall when a feeling hit me that said "Leave...now"! So I eventually convinced my wife to leave early, skipping supper and eating somewhere else. At the exits there were a few teenage boys hanging around, and I had a feeling that they were looking for trouble but were waiting for something. On the 11:00 news there was a report of several stabbings and shots fired at the fairgrounds of people leaving and of other teenagers at that exit at about one hour after we had left.
Immigration and Customs Enforcement primarily hires people who cannot pass the mental evaluations to become a police officer. Their rationale is usually questionable.
Ah yes... a message by the elevator which you're supposed to avoid using during fires. Wouldn't it have been better to actively slip a flyer under every door that had a person staying in the room? Presumably housekeeping still passes each room and could do that
In middle school I was picked on a lot. So when I finally made a friend (S) towards the middle of seventh grade I got really excited when she invited me to sleep over. All week we kept talking about our sleep over and making all kinds of plans. S would also make comments about how her brother was so weird and i thought my sisters were weird so it didn't seem odd (but in hindsight these I now know were warnings). That Friday after school we walk to S's house and immediately start pulling out snacks and movies and all kinds of other fun stuff. We goofed off for hours until a youngish guy (if I had to guess somewhere between 18-21) came walking in the house. Immediately S started getting really quiet and tried to take me to her room. I didn't want to be rude so i instead introduced myself. This guy introduced himself as "T" and grabbed my hand with both of his. Started trying to ask what kinds of movies/music/snacks I liked, and then offered to give S and I a ride to blockbuster to rent movies and get snacks. He also ran his fingers in the ends of my hair and made comments about how long and pretty it was. (Again he's 18-21 and S and I were 13....) At this point S finally talks me into going into her bedroom where we hangout the rest of the night with no issue (or so I thought). Again did typical 13 year old stuff played in makeup, called boys on the phone and took MySpace pictures in her room until her parents made us go to bed. I laid awake for nearly two hours. The house is silent and had been for awhile when all of a sudden I heard footsteps in the hallway coming towards S's room. I wasn't the only one awake apparently because S climbed out of her bed and locked her bedroom door. I tried to ask what was happening and she just said "My brother likes you. Don't worry I locked my door so he can't come in." ......all of a sudden I had a really bad stomach ache and needed my dad to come pick me up.
In regards to story 21, the only reason I can guess that they were chasing them, is that in Japanese (stay with me) culture, there's a voodoo-esk practice (STAY WITH ME) where at night, you nail a straw doll to a tree and you need to do that, without ANYONE seeing you, cause if anyone sees you doing that, the curse you're trying to spread over for who the voodoo doll is, will instead of it hitting the target, it will hit you instead. And then you need to go and kill the outsider so the curse still goes to its intended target cause if the one who saw you is dead, no one saw you doing that. So maybe the klan members were doing something ONLY they were allowed ot witness and outsiders needed to be...dealt with.
This one may be over exaggeration but here we go: So one time I was on a cruise with my family, and there was this sort of teenager club where all the teenagers on the boat could go play games like Just Dance or Minecraft. Anyway, I became friends with one of the guys and I thought nothing bad about him when we first meet. Cut to day 2 of knowing each other and he gives a little charm he got on one of the islands, and I suddenly get the feeling this guy was looking for more than a friend. I was only thirteen at the time, and he was (no, you didn’t guess it) twelve, so I thought I was exaggerating. Just later that day he said he forgot “something” in his room and asked me to accompany him to go get it. Now, I had heard many a bad story even at that age, so I said no. When I meet his parents (they came to check up on him) they told me he talked about me a lot. A day or so later he asks me to be his girlfriend and that we could keep in touch after the cruise because we lived in the same area. I was politely declining in the best way a 13 years old with no experience could but I felt he has pressing and trying to guilt me with stuff like “I don’t want to die alone” and such. I was kinda panicked and everyone else in the club was rooting for him so I had no one to bail me out. I refused to give him my number (said I didn’t have a phone) or my Instagram (literally had none) my mom’s number (which he asked for later) and made all the excuses I could because something felt way wrong. I don’t know where he is, but he scared the heck out of me. Now, I was 13 so maybe I remember it wrong, but I think that even now I would still say no.
a tv dude in my country whos really into all things nature and does a lot of bird watching in his spare time told a story of how he had gone to turkey with soem mates to look for this specific owl. it lived near the border to syria and him and his mates accidentally crossed the border in no mans land, loaded up with cameras and binoculars. out of nowhere a syrian border patrol rocks up and (presumably) ask wth the bird watchers are doing out there. the language barrier is massive, except for one guy who manages to recall the arab word for owl and blurts it out. the soldiers seem unimpressed and herd the guys into their car and take off. suddenly they stop in the middle of nowhere after a thirty min drive and the guys lowkey expect to be gotten rid of then and there until one soldier repeats the word for owl and points to a tree. the soldiers had figured out the pasty nerds were looking for that one special local owl and had taken them to a known nesting spot. afterwards they drove the guys back to the turkish border and waved goodbye. absolute bricks had been shat LMAO
I still don't know if the instinct was right but I don't want to find out: I was at a group dinner with some friends, and a woman whom we knew, but most of us didn't like much (she tore a trail through the friend group, dating then dumping people like they were flavours of the week. Had strung along a girl who'd crushed on her hard... just generally toxic), arrived with a guy. She introduced him as her fiance. I have never, ever had such bad vibes from someone. Just being near him made my adrenaline spike and cold shivers run down my back. I made up some excuse and left the dinner, and sent a text to the guy she'd been dating last (and was kinda still sleeping with her? it's complicated but we did warn him) to say I couldn't be around them, and to not include me if they were going to be there again.
A lot of the time if you actually come across a real homeless encampment you aren’t likely to get messed with. They just want to be left alone to live their lives the best they can. Chances are someone was keeping an eye on them to see what they were doing, because they could potentially be there to cause vandalism, which may bring trouble for the homeless people, or may try to fuck around with homeless people’s stuff or fuck with them in some other way.
When I was ten, I decided to explore a house that was under construction near my neighborhood. It was late afternoon on a gloomy, cold day in March, so most people were in their homes. There was no one around, of that I was sure. I was upstairs in a bedroom when very suddenly I heard the heavy footsteps of a man walking through the downstairs, then coming up the stairs towards where I was. I was not a timid child. Far from it. But everything in me screamed “Get out of here NOW!” I quickly ran to a window, stood on the ledge, and leaped out. It was two stories down to a rough construction site, not a lawn. I landed heavily and sprained my ankle. I never did learn who was coming up those stairs, but years later I found out a nearby neighbor was rumored to be sexually abusing his daughter who was my age, and he also had tried to rape a woman in our neighborhood. So I’m very glad I got out of that situation, fast. 😳 Decades later, I still recall this as the most terrifying episode in my life, and I’ve lived an eventful life.
Gosh: it’s happened so often. Once my fiancée and I dropped in on an older ‘friend’ of his. We just sat and chatted and had a few beers when the guy went out often the lounge room and arrived back STARK NAKED and sat down like nothing has happened. It was so damn awkward and creepy I can’t even remember the excuse I used but I was out of there in a flash. Fiancée thought it was weird but that I was overreacting a bit. He wasn’t my fiancée after that- it wasn’t the first time he gave me the ‘ick’.
I never got chased by clansmen, but when I had lived in North Carolina, I went into deep Appalachia and drove by some clansmen that were on the side of the road, full robes
This one is still fresh in my mind 2 years later and it feels like yesterday. During grade 7, my teacher would bring is out in the woods and the trails/fields around the woods behind our school to play manhunt (basically tag except when you get tagged, you are both it and you have to be the last one alive by the end). Me and my friend are walking along the trail because we thought a good hiding spot would be in the baseball diamond next to the trail. As we’re walking I hear my friend scream, “OH SH-T!” I look up, and it’s almost like slow motion. A full on massive dog is charging at us teeth exposed, barking furiously. There’s nobody else around except the owner. The dog’s owner had put a leash on the dog as he was supposed to, but conveniently wasn’t holding it. I hadn’t turned around faster in my life. I spun around so fast I am still surprised I wasn’t concussed by just that. I bolted out of there as fast as I could. My friend, who was much faster than me, was already running up the trail by this time. I never ran so fast in my life, even now. It was probably about 45 seconds to halfway up the trail from where we originally were but it felt like 15 minutes. This dog’s owner was just going, “oh yeah, he’s not a bad dog, don’t be afraid” as he CASUALLY WALKED behind us. I turn around and see this dog right behind me. I will never forget that look of anger it had. Then, it stopped and turned. On the fence next to us it stopped to get a squirrel on the top of the fence. I swear to this day, if that squirrel hadn’t been right there at that time, I would have been in the hospital. I kept running, the squirrel left and this dog kept at us. We pass the playground and down towards the field and we watch as this dog TACKLES another kid to the ground. This owner literally waited until that happened to run and yank this dog off this kid and hold the dog back with his whole body. I’ll never forget that day as long as I live.
It’s good enough to say “oh yeah he won’t bite you”, but you don’t know what your dog will do if you’re not holding it by a leash. If a dog (especially large ones) wants something, they will get it. In this case, it wanted blood.
For Story 21: I was low-key worried about this when I was in Arkansas visiting some family. I was warned by my friend who grew up around there that the Klan has their headquarters in Harrison, AK. I still don’t know where that is, but I would have ran away if I found myself there. I wanted to go hiking or driving in the boonies, but I was worried we would have an encounter like that if we did. Luckily, we never saw them… that we know of. lol I am not exactly pasty, so I was worried about this the whole time. My family moved there just two years ago from the Texas/Mexico border town we all grew up in. I am not African American, but I am not pasty, like I said. I am Mediterranean and that’s TOO DARK for some racists and too pale for others. I had my guard up every time we were in public in AK.
Someone speed walking tward my group who told us there was a bear on the trail behind her. We all noped right out of that walk and gave her a ride to her car that was parked at the other trail head.
When I was young, I was invited to and went a party with a girl. (Both of which were unusual.) This was a basement party with alcohol and drugs. Not my scene. Suddenly, I became aware of some guys that just didnt seem to fit. When I looked at them and smiled, they gave a grin and nodded. I instantly felt the need to go and had to argue with the girl to leave. The party was busted right after we left. I heard from some of my older sisters friends who were cops that the team thought I was undercover, gave me a sign and waited until I was gone to make their move.
Wasn’t a “gotta leave right this second” but a friend and I were going to a huge house party back in HS and when were were getting close, I got an anxiety attack and asked if we could just go back to his house. He said he didn’t want to go either and was only going because I expressed interest in it. Got to school on the following Monday and found out the party got busted and about 60-70 kids got MIP’s and were suspended.
bro the hotel bathroom story is so real i remember i was like 7 or 8 and i was in a department store with couches beds washers dryers all that anyway i was taking a crap in their bathroom and the toilet paper holder had one of those sliding things to cut the thin toilet paper it was my first time using it so i try and use it and the fire alarm goes off i pants less run out of the bathroom and some random guy just picked me up and put me back into the bathroom mind you my head was turnt towards my dad in the bathroom running after us so i got even more scared when the guy picked me up so i jumped and my junk rubbed all over his shirt lord have mercy on that guy may he have a blessed life 😭😭
These are great. I love your speaking cadence; it's 1000% better than those horrible text-to-speech things. One thing, though. "odd" is not spelled "od" :)
@@joshuaguenin9507 I kind of gathered, but it's really "od" :) that the translation was done that way. "odd" is a much more common spelling than "od", which I'm not sure is even a word! :3
@@ChrisCogdon OD stands for overdose. Text to speech seems to have gotten *worse* lately for some bizarre reason. A video could have 2 sentences worth of dialogue and there's still somehow an error in them.
@@llamawalrushybrid (Did you mean speech-to-text?) My guess is that the algorithm determines that "od" is a real word, and is more likely than "odd". Another thing I've noticed is that quality control has gone WAY down, both in terms of the quality of the software, but also in terms of double checking the results of automated work, such as speech-to-text.
Okay so this will take some time for it to make sense. I was at a friend's house when I was a junior in high school. The parents of the guy who lived there were gone for the weekend, so we got into the liquor cabinet and we were all drinking, and at some point our host decided to get out his dad's shotgun to pass around. Well, one of us grabbed it kinda roughly by the barrel, and something about the way he grabbed it caused it to go off, blowing his head clean off. He was killed instantly. This was not my moment for this video. Actually, a couple years later, I was at an unrelated friend's graduation party, and another friend showed up, already drunk as hell, and started causing problems. The moments I decided to leave, though, was when he pulled his army-issued rifle out of the trunk of his vehicle to show off to everyone there. I remembered the last time a drunken teen had gotten out a gun to show off, and I noped the fuck out of there. Turned out to be the right move, because after I left everyone who was there ended up getting arrested that night. I've never doubted my instincts since.
Here a couple of my stories (3) BTW these both happened when I was much younger 1ST STORY: I was playing outside with my younger sister who is 2 years younger than me. We were playing outside like we normally did as young kids without our parents watching us because they knew we weren't going to go on the road and if we did it wouldn't be as dangerous as our neighborhood doesn't have many cars drive by it. But anyways we were playing normally outside and it started to get dark, like you couldn't see the sun anymore. Me and my sister didn't have much idea what the dangers of the dark would do and our parents would only call us when it was time for dinner or outside was almost completely black. One day a car pulled up right on the edge of our lawn and I noticed it. It was blue and and a smalled car. I was imdentally scared and I was like 6 years old so "stanger danger!" Since my sister was still playing around I went up to her and wispeared because my thought was if they heard me they would know I knew their plans and like do smth worse idk. We started walked back to my house instead of running again with the same idea they'll do smth worse. We never really see the car leave it just like wasn't there the next time we looked outside. We kept playing outside everyday after that rubbing it off and acting normal but eventually the car would come like every other time. My sister said it was the mailman trying to get us mail but I was like "Why would the mailman comes after sunset in a blue car!" When we told my dad all he did was rub it off and just laughed about it. 2ND STORY: Again with me and my little sister except this happened when I was around 8-9. We were biking around our little neighborhood or really just biking from the top of our h driveway to the bottom. My dad was doing yard work in the backyard so we were out of his sight. It was closer to sunset but still bight despite the sky being all cloudy. I decided to go a little farther down my driveway and started doing that with my sister. The day already felt really scary because of my intuition. We live on a slope/hill so when me and my sister were walking our bikes up our street I looked up to see the little forest in my neighbors yerd. It was all normal until I made out the figure of a very tall black siloute. When we went down one more time I noticed it was gone and then realised that somebody was once there. Me and my sister both got really scared and started putting our bikes into our garage and running to our backyard to yell to our dad what happened. 3RD STORY: Also happened with my sister when I was 8-9 really close to dark. Our neighbors were gone for a week and since they have chickens we get to take care of them while they are gone. They also had a swing so while one sister was playing on the swing the other could be playing with the chickens(behind a fence) or taking care of them. My sister eventually got bored of playing on the swing a decided to just wait to get on the swing while we were talking to each other. I noticed after a little bit that there was someone staring out at as from a thin bush that separated my neighbors and the other neighborhood. I told my sister that we should go home now. She at first didn't want to and asked for an explanation. I just stayed silent until we got up to our steps were I then told her about. I don't remember what she sayed since the happened a while ago. I just remember bringing up the situation a while ago and my sister agreeing she say the person to but didn't think much of it. I wasn't hallucinating. We then gave a description of the person from our memory and they matched up and where the same. Definentally wasn't hallucinating. I am glad I got out of there and who knows what would happen if I stayed there for a little longer.
My story:I was about 11 at the time, and in a local pool near my house, the pool was filled with glass after an “incident“that happened, apparently a woman broke her foot on glass and fell into the pool, thankfully she’s ok, we ended up hanging out in the kiddie pool, and when they got all the glass out I went to thank the life guards and pool owner for cleaning the pool out, when I got to the pool owner, I could tell he wasn’t making direct eye-contact with me, I was ok with that since I was always intimidated by eye-contact, but I could tell he was still looking at me, me, being the innocent soul that I was didn’t actually know that he was staring at my t!ts, so I left, my brother pointed out how uncomfortable the life guards looked around him and how he seemed to be flirting with both of them, I said “I hope their ok“I got uncomfortable, acknowledging that before that, I was RIGHT INFRONT OF HIM, and asked my aunt if we could leave, luckily she said yes, and we all got out of the pool to leave, when we got close to the exit, my same brother said “yo, I think he’s looking at you -----“that made me more uncomfortable, I looked behind, he was staring at my a$$, that was the moment I thought “shit, if I don’t get out of here quick, somethings going to happen“I walked faster toward the car, so did he, I remember thinking, “shit, shit, SHIT, RUN ---- RUN“thankfully, we got to the car before he could do anything nore serious
The 'fire alarm going off while in restrooms' happened to me. At work. The catch? I am a member of our mandatory preventive fire brigade and even so by some miracle i had managed to get down to evac place as a first responder so i had to assume captain's responsibilities (who was sick that day) and coordinate evac. Funny thing is that it was triggered by smoke detector because someone had been casting lead into mold in order to try a prototype and did not realize that he was directly below smoke detector.
My experience was in the mountains on a road trip in the middle of the night. I was with my gf at the time. There was nobody at the gas station, because it was closed. I saw something move next door in the shadows. I made a mental note. My girlfriend was putting gas in on the passenger side and I was standing on the driver's side. I look to my left and there is this sweaty Boo Radley-looking guy wearing a dirty henley staring at me with pony eyes, both palms pressed against the wall of the gas station about ten feet away. We bailed immediately, like not screwing in the gas cap style. There were no houses for so many miles. It makes it even creepier. The look in his eyes still gives chills. I wonder what could have happened.
I have never been guilted into anything involving a person who absolutely gave me the creeps. Why would you do that at all? Unless you have severe self confidence issues, then maybe I could understand the lack of strength in yourself when your brain is screaming get out! Always listen to your gut feelings, they are very rarely wrong, and do not allow anyone to manipulate you into doing anything that is making you uncomfortable. And never put yourself into a position that places you at risk! Those girls going to an isolated cemetery was just stupid. Always be aware of your surroundings, even those you are fully comfortable and familiar with.
Short of what falls in to this group. 2 months back I was driving my kid home from her Fencing class. It 2 hours away from where we live, only one in the state. Fencing isn't really what you'd call a poor person short I guess? (I am not rich either) I am not sure really it just hard to fined in this state. Anyways my car starts telling me it has a flat tire. Now I know it could be from the air in the tire heating and cooling setting of the reader. Happens every spring and fall. It however 9pm I have my kid with me where an hour from home. I can not risk it being a real flat and not checking. Having no choice I pull into the first gas station I see. I decided to pull up next to the air pump, it in a dark spot. At that moment I notice my kid has enough trash under her feet she finding it hard to put her feet on the floor. I tell her to throw out the trash. She not happy with me but gets to putting it in a bag to get ride of. I get out of the car and start to check my tires. When a large over weight women and man come toward me. The man is in a winter jacket hood up, with it pulled so tight only his nose and one eye can be seen. I knew right then they where planning to rob me it was not cold out. The women was in a tank top. I could see him reaching in his pocket to pull something out. Never got a look at it, but I did see silver, could of been a knife. Anyways they are about 5ft from me. When my daughter jumps out of the car with the most pissed off face and they both freeze, their eyes about bug out of their head as they back away. The women claims she just wish to tell me she liked the color of my car. It's not a uncommand color so it was a poor go to. Also if that was really it, she could of said it too me from 15ft away. Anyhow they backed away slowly and kept going as my kid comes around to throw trash out. Her pure teenage rage at being asked to clean up her mess saving me from what would not of been good. I think they had no idea she was with me and seeing I was not alone, plus the person with me looked pissed and was holding something scared them. I should tell you my daughter ways 90pds socking wet, she 5ft and pretty. However she takes boxing, fencing, and can fight. Not that you'd know by looking at her. she got that most likely to be in a beauty pageant look about her. An for once I not boosting she been asked to be a model and take part in those by all kinds of people. She just isn't into it. Anyhow my pissed of beauty queen scared off a 200pd man with a knife.
hah, that 16:05 reminds me of a story. one time at the halloween evening i found myself drunk walking home along the railroad trucks. i needed to crap pretty badly, so i turned to the dirt road to the road nearby cemetery to make the deed behind the bushes. i was walking without a flashlight, because i knew the way perfectly. once i sat myself nicely and started to push, i heard a voices at the dark, giggling and chatting. the kids voices. remind you, it was a middle of a nowhere, behind the abandoned industrial area and a cemetery. at night. i realized that whoever was there, they definately here not for the trick or treat, so i sat there, afraid to even fart, and just waited. meanwhile they was going closer and closer towards me, then stopped. they knew i was there. suddenly the guy roared: "- we should probably get to your brother in the truck. i'm sure he's mad we're taking so long." fck. they was on a hunt, or something like this. i knew there was a bunch of a homeless people living nearby - pretty chill alcoholic guys, althought a little wild, - and they did told me stories about a gang of a serial killers who hunt for the people at night to ritually sacrifice them. this secluded countryside, dead of a night at a halloween evening- i realized how deeply fcked i probably was. i wasn't been able to run with my pants down, neither i wanted to die like this, so my drunk stupid head got only one idea - to pull my pants up, stand, gather all of my faint confidence together and bark back to the dark: "- yeah, you probably should." immediately after that i heard running, so i also did run. i do not remember how i got home, but i lost my wallet, phone, apparently left one of my shoe in the forest and never did trick-or-treating ever since.
May 3, 2021. I was outside taking pictures of a severe thunderstorm and it suddenly got super quiet. All the birds and even the bugs all at once stopped making noise. The wind went from swaying the trees around to dead still. It felt like the air lost 20% of its content and so it got a little hard to breathe. Then I hear the signature sound of a tornado in the distance. That's when I got tf inside
Saw something similar to the last story happen while I was in college - someone set off the fire alarm in the dorm while cooking food and all of us ran out. There was a poor girl outside with us wearing nothing but a beach towel...
I had that happen to me when I was in grammar school. A teacher reached in the door and turned off the light. There were no windows. Of course by the time I wiped, got my uniform back together and got outside to where my class was, I got chewed out.
Man the secondary location thing is so important. When i was 15 i went on a date with someone 18, stupid i know. Well he kept asking me to go somewhere else, i got uncomfortable and left. Im 21 now and hes just been arrested for yknow... the r thing and the ummm kid thing. It was a case that opened the same year i met him! Im so glad i was smart enough to leave but feel so guilty for not speaking up because maybe he wouldnt have been able to do what he did
Staff only drills certainly make sense. We need to do one every week to make sure the system works, but in a hotel it's not reasonable to expect all of the guests to do a fake evacuation with the staff so we advise them of the time and date. It's a communication problem here - either their staff failed to notify the guest, or the guest chose not to read the notice that was placed in their room.
When I was 15, I was on a night walk on a very public and brightly lit street. Our area is considered pretty safe and this was my usual time to destress from a difficult time at home (regardless, I know its stupid now). It was around 3am and I had just passed some apartments when I heard a car coming down the road. Not weird necessarily, except that it was the only car that I had seen all night. They turned into the apartments and I told myself it must be a resident coming home late. I didn't believe it. Unfortunately, this had to be the one night I forgot my knife too. I kept walking and as I passed some stores, I noticed they pulled out and pulled into the stores parking lot. Okay, this was officially weird. I ducked behind some bushes before they pulled out again, and as soon as they drove past me I stood up...and they immediately stopped. Three times the charm, I'm out. My heart dropped and I literally bolted through the parking lot and a couple neighborhoods backyards to get back home. Easily the worst night walk experience I've had, and I do have other stories.
28:39 i was showering once and my mother knocked frantically on the door telling me we needed to get to shelter immediately. Absolutely shat myself. Turns out it was a TORNADO and that a tree was very close to falling onto the house so my mother forced me to come out to go in the basement. Scariest moment of my life honestly
Got one that happened to a friend of mine around 2017-2018-ish. She was driving in downtown Baltimore with her infant in the car, near the waterfront which isn't a *terrible* area, or at least it didn't use to be. She's waiting at a red light when two kids approach her car. Literally CHILDREN, one about 10-12 and the other possibly 14 or younger. The younger kid comes up to the driver's door and tries to open it, which thank god she had the car locked. It doesn't open and the 10-12 YEAR OLD CHILD pulls out a pry bar and smashes her driver's window in. She starts stepping on the gas to get away and the older kid starts reaching into his waistband for something which looks very much like a gun. The older kid steps in front of her car while reaching for the weapon, so she floors it through the red light, making him jump out of the way. She gets the hell out of there and doesn't stop until she's outside of the city limits. Baltimore is a really dangerous area now, but I never in my life thought that two CHILDREN would try to rob/hijack/murder somebody with their infant in the car. I haven't gone back to Baltimore since I heard this story and will never go back.
Here’s the thing usually places that are Middle Eastern have war going on a lot to the point where for my example in Israel you can go to a gas station, end up using the bathroom and see a guy on his lunch break with an AK-47 on his lap so I know I’m kind of equating apples to oranges but having guns and being involved in war is unfortunately normal
No one cares but I decorated my house for the first time ever in stardew valley while listening to this in the background and it's turning out so cute! there are so many furniture options :3
I have a few of these stories, but one happened when we were going to my aunt's funeral, more than two hundred miles from where we live. We had been told that her funeral was where the family usually had their funerals, which was no real help, because both sides of our family had used three of the local funeral homes in the last 25 or so years. Anyhow, we went to the one in downtown. We plop ourselves down in the back of the room, and I find that I don't recognize a soul there. Besides that, we both get this weird feeling that we should leave, and we do so. We find the correct funeral home, and get there in time to file by the casket. After spending some time with my family, we go get gas and the cashier at the gas station was told we were coming back from a funeral, and his eyes got huge. He then told us that a funeral ended in people fighting and kicking the casket - thankfully NOT the funeral we ended up at. This happened four years ago, and we still tell people about it.
#1 got me too, I was walking at dusk, not even that far from home, but I was on a lone country lane by myself, and found a dead deer on the side of the road, smell, flies, exposed ribcage, skull out, it was horrific. I had a chill down my spine. I ran all the way home bc I thought there was going to be a murderer lurking in the hedges.
hahaha, that last one reminds me of that time I was with my mom and sister at a big hotel and the pwer went out. My mom was in the shower at that time and just screamed "kids, this isn't funny! Turn the light back on!" While we were laughing for a totally different reason. We walked down to the lobby to get info and the minimum of emergency lights were on (hallways, lobby, stairs). No power for over an hour. Was kinda funny tho
3:40 yeah mace and self defense knife and that really cool glowing tazer rope thing to restrain your attackers before they get to nearby. Also make sure you have a support system friend that you know they’ll pick up your phone call.
It's amazing to me how many of these would simply not have happened if the OP had a gun. EDIT. OMFG, 17:20. I did this to someone once. So much so that I'd say that was probably me if the location was different. They where also both teenage boys, so that doesn't fit either. I was walking home down the rail road tracks at like 2am when I saw two people coming towards me, maybe 100 yards ahead or so. I could see their outlines because of nearby street lights, but I was in pure darkness dressed in all black so they never saw me. I was scared too so I went prone under some brush off to the side to let them pass. They did the exact same thing those two did, got to within a few feet and just stopped in the same sort of frozen in fear way. No idea how they knew, as I was dead silent. They stood there, looking around for a second and IDK what came over me, but I just said, as non-threateningly as I could "How yawl doing tonight?" while still proned out in the brush and they both took off like the Tasmainian devil. If that was the same people who just changed the details slightly. I'm genuinely sorry. Just know you scared me too!
Let me tell you, as someone who's been through enough late night toaster fires while in dorms for college, when that alarm goes off if you have any real fear for your life YOU JUST LEG IT, I've been outside half naked with a bunch of other wet, cold and pissed off half naked students at 11pm more than a few times 😂😂
My best friend used to live on a dead end street, and his family at one time owned every house on the street. Over the years the houses got torn down or were left abandoned. Myself, being interested in urbex but never having the balls to trespass, talked him into letting me wander through some of these run down abandoned houses his parents owned. The last one we went to had been where his uncle lived (and passed). It's the deep south, so the humidity gets to everything. Front door has swelled and cannot be opened, so we go through the back door. Fan blades drooping, paint peeling off walls, saggy floorboards, the whole nine yards. Not much left inside, but cool to see. Walked around the inside of this empty house with him for a bit, started to head down a dark hallway. Can see a bathroom at the end of it, no door on the hinges. Closed doors on either side of the hallway and, to the left of the bathroom entrance, a very out of place metal door. Obviously, I walk down the hall for the metal door, when my buddy yanks me by the hoodie and tells me we need to high tail it. He still won't tell me why he did this, but he was adamant that we never go back down to that end of the street ever again, until after the house fell over and they sold the lot to the city.
I always freaked out working at a haunted house place, being inside after watching horror movies. There were several areas in this place. Several buildings. You couldn't leave until the lights came on at the end of the night. My mind always went thru scenarios where something actually happened and I would be stuck in my spot for days alone. Irrational fear, but I pushed myself to keep doing the job to face my fear
A gutted coyote is crazy omg imagine 😨 My I need to leave moment was when a guy was following me home so I ran towards a diff house. Scariest moment of my life also he tried talking to me at the shop after staring at me (which I din’t notice)
In elementary school I was so scared of there being a fire drill while I was in the bathroom This was Partially due to the fact that my school’s fire alarms were LOUD and at the time I had undiagnosed autism
A couple of years ago, I went camping. Around 2 AM, I'm in my tent trying to fall asleep and a truck pulled into my deserted campsite that was a good ways back from the road. I'm in the farthest back camping location and there were plenty of opportunities to turn around. This person parked right next to my tent. There's absolutely NO legitimate reason for this person to be there. So, I'm stuck inside my tent, rifle at the ready, a complete sitting duck since I had no way of getting out without being seen. After a few minutes they left. I'm guessing they were looking around for shit to steal but I hadn't left anything outside. After that night I got the hell out of there.
I was at a place when an announcement of fire alarm testing was about to take place and to ignore alarms until further notice. The alarm went off and about 5 minutes of it constantly blaring the fire wardens were around telling people to get out as the alarm went off for real right as they were about to do the test. I heed all fire alarms now, "drill" or not.
My husband and I moved out of Alaska right at the beginning of C19. We were following a job to Washington and then to Oregon. While staying at an RV lot in very rural Oregon (ourskirts of milton- freewater), I forgot ALL our laundry in the coin op machines which were nowhere near our RV. It was pitch black, but I needed to put my husbands clothes in the dryer for work the next say. I walked up there, which was dark but OK, switched the laundry, and began my long walk back to the RV. Right before approaching my RV, I got the feeling someone/something was behind me, although I hadn't heard a thing. It was just a feeling. I whipped around to see a large muscular mexican looking dude with long hair in a pony tail, wearing a white tank, and he was RIGHT behind me! Like RIGHT behind me! The dude must have been able to smell my hair! I nervously chuckled and said, "Oh my goodness, you really startled me," as I approached the side of my RV. I was only able to see him because there was a "porch" light on my RV that illuminated him and THANK GOD my husband was stepping outside to put the trash out so he was RIGHT THERE and I said, "Oh Hi honey, what ya doing?" Then rushed my husband inside to tell him what had happened. He actually walked with me back to the laundry room to collect our laundry after it dried. I KNEW that man had bad intentions, but unfortunately, for his plans, I was arriving at my RV, and he was out of time to exact his plan. Let me be clear! My suspicious of him had nothing to do with his appearance. It was simply something I noted and remembered once I recounted what the man looked like. He could have been a blonde white guy or a black man and I would have been just as scared and suspicious of his intentions. There was something about how he acted. Remember how I said I sort of chuckled and said, "Oh my goodness, you really startled me"... yeah... he had no remarks, response, or reaction to what I said. Like a scary guy, he was silent, quick, and sped off after I noticed him. It's just terrifying!
#4 Is ridiculous. If the company knew this guy was an "intimate offender," why would they send a woman at all, when they were expected to bathe him? That's on the company for sure.
They don't fucking care.
@@Stopthisrightnow560yep. You’re 100% right. Companies don’t GAF. I did the same kind of job years ago and wound up getting dragged around by my hair by one guy and smacked around and bit by another. Never again. I’m a 5’ 140lb woman. The biter is over 6’3 and the hair puller was known for violent meltdowns. 😑 I quit right after the hair dragging.
No idea. A care agency put a known pedo into a relative's house in the past. said relative had 2 kids and 1 on the way. Agencies just do that crap. There's probably someone to report those companies. If there isn't there should be.
they probably did research on the guy after the report
because they dont care and will do anything for a profit and routinely put workers in danger, I worked in that job for a few months and quit very swiftly.
Taxi driver might be story guy’s hero, but story guy is the little girl’s hero.
Just was going to mention it. He went in without backup and weapons. He is the real hero! Okay one of two 😅
"So, the dogs are chasing me, and I can hear them right on my heels I know they're about to catch me pull me to the ground and tear me to shreds when out of nowhere this guy comes charging in and starts fighting off the dogs allowing me to get away. I never found out who he was or even got a good look at his face, but sometimes I have nightmares about the dogs but then this he comes, and I know I'm going to be ok."
-Little Girl, probably.
@@ThistlesGardenAw. I’m teary now.
He fucking sacrificed himself for a little kid's safety
Are we going to ignore the fact that dog taxi op saved a little girl from certain doom
I was thinking the same thing. OP was as much a hero as the taxi driver - maybe more so, as he didn't have a car or a stick.
@@RobertCampsall taxi driver is the of op,and op is the hero of the little girl.
Literally, bro is a hero
I swear bro uploads at the perfect times for me when I was just about to sit down and binge his videos and play some Pokémon just chill
At 12 A.M.???
chill. There's different timezones.
@@metalhand333 it was 11pm for me
@@metalhand333 Poczekaj, aż nauczy się innych języków.
@@kami_oniisama9884What language is this? I’m genuinely curious. I wish youtube would tell what language is written. :(
Regarding story 18… many don’t know what happens if you get into a car accident while you have a full bladder… there’s a good chance your bladder will rupture.
The ex-marine put op in serious danger, but the discomfort from a normal collision with a tree would be the LEAST of his issues.
So, the next time someone asks you if you need to pee before going on that road trip? The answer is yes.
I love the taxi hero story cuz in the end it’s not just the taxi driver it was also the person writing the story they saw a little girl being chased by dogs and sprung into action being bitten while trying to help and she gets away and then a hero gets saved by another hero who drives a taxi
Never run away from a dog.
Most dog/wolf/coyote attacks occur solely because the victim runs away.
It triggers their prey drive. Those of you with a dog bestfriend go outside. Get your dogs attention then full sprint away from them. They will chase until u can even run anymore. Theyr not gonna hurt u but point is its a natural drive.
If a dog seems to be a seriously threat do this: dont run! Dont look it in the eyes. Dont ag it on in anyway.
Hold your territory. If its the dogs territory back away. But dont run. If it bites u kick it. Do not run.
Running does no good. U cant outrun it. If a dog wants the average oerson dead your dead.
Most dog attacks are easily avoidable by simply holding your ground. Theyr playful creatures. They hunt for more then just killing...
As do humans.....
This goes with all animals who are not prey themselves, bears, wolves, big cats etc, even house cats, the instinct is powerful. Moose are just super unpredictable, so I would add them too. Make yourself big, back away slowly, talk in low voice, no sudden moves. Neck is the safest place to grab smaller animals. If youre already getting bit, dont pull away, but try to push towards the animal, towards back of the mouth, even if its totally counterintuitive. Just dont turn your back or run! See a doc even for small scratches, not later but immediately.
Also for dogs, if they bite, grab their bottom jaw, and push down. All the leverage in a dogs jaw is in their lower half, pushing down means they cannot close it again. Also, like crocs and gators, their muscles for opening their mouths are weaker than closing, so if you can, close the dogs mouth, and hold it shut, it will have a hard time getting it back open.
Granted, this will only protect you from one dog.
It's the same thing with bears, too. Don't run, don't turn around, and don't look it in the eyes.
yeah stood still and stared it in the eyes, still 2 months in the hospital 🎉😅
I was visiting family in brazil and brazil has quite allot of stray dogs. One of the stray dogs walked up in front of me and growled. I had the feeling running would make the situation worse, so i just pretended that I didn’t see the dog and side stepped it and continued walking in my normal pace. I walked for a bit and looked behind me, the dog was still standing in the place where i left it behind and it just looked kind of confused on why I didn’t react in any way.
Story #7 - the friendly poker game is a well-known scam in Thailand
well thats good i never got scammed when i went there but hey my family doesnt do poker
honestly isnt doing poker in any country that you arent very fimiliar with a bit risky...?
like im not saying its only thailand i am talking about ANY country that you arent very fimiliar with for example your from france it can be the united states and so on
good to know now
Welp, glad I don't know how to play poker... or solitaire... or majong... or cards... ...or uno...
"the more insistent they are to get you to a second location, the worse their intentions are" BINGO!
I was about 7 months pregnant, taking the train to university during the day. I got into the mostly empty train car and sat down near the door. Across the aisle from me was a 20-something man, dressed in punk.
After the train started moving again, he started slowly calling "Mommy. Mommmy" in a sort of Jack Nicholson voice. I tried not to stare, but as I glanced at him, he was brandishing a knife, slicing gashes into the seat.
I surveyed the train car, and the only other person on board with us was a man who was on the far end of the car, facing away from us.
I glanced back at the guy, and now he was slicing gashes into the back of his hand, leaving red, bloody streaks.
I made the decision then and there to get off at the next stop. All the while, I braced myself for what it was going to feel like to be stabbed with his knife.
I hopped off at the next stop without incident, and caught the next train.
Maybe he was just a guy trying to be edgy, but watching him gouge his hand made me realize I couldn't anticipate what he'd do next.
The level of insanity that casually exists in society is insane in and of itself
All I see is a man with severe mental illness and possible abandonment issues other than that yeah you had every goddamn right to get the Frick out of that situation
I'm concerned about the other guy 😭
@@chickaweeka i don’t see insanity, I see undiagnosed mental illness, that man needs mental help, it’s sad that mental health help is nonexistent for people in America
Re: Story 17, I’m so glad that the 2 guys who were “friends” with the attacker of the other girl were stupid enough to tell on themselves because if they had been smarter & sneakier, they’d have been able to find out where she lived as well as have the opportunity to do who knows what to her. And it certainly wouldn’t have turned out well for her. And she might have ended up in way worse shape than the girl she had helped.
To the two people in Egypt: What. The. Heck. You have ARMED GUARDS! Don't piss off the locals and/or the people they are protecting you from! Were your "needs" worth more than, I don't know, potentially, and possibly likely, your lives?? Like, first off, don't disrespect another country's customs in any circumstances, but ESPECIALLY not when they are so unfriendly to foreigners that you need ARMED GUARDS!!! Control yourselves, people. Anyways, rant over.
Legit, get ahold of yourselves, people. Your life is on the line and you "can't help but hold hands??" Like, bruh...
"don't disrespect another country's customs in any circumstances" Why should we extend that courtacy to them? They don't to us. Despite us doing that for decades and decades.
@@MeepChangelingprobably because you don’t want to die
@@MeepChangeling And because where we live it generally isn't illegal for them to live the way they are choosing to live, while in their country, some of our expected freedoms are illegal. That's a rather huge difference, don't you think? If their custom they are enacting is illegal, report them. It's not "fair", per se, but if you don't agree with their customs and laws, DON'T GO THERE.
Yeah, it kind of gave main character energy. Oh, we might die on a pier and be on the news, let's kiss! Just.... Bizarre. Makes me wonder if they're younger cause Lord knows my logic wasn't sound when I was younger.
The bodyguards drove them to an isolated place to enjoy their innocent PDA without pissing off the locals and their charges getting killed. The bodyguards did their jobs, and did them well. After all, it is always bad optics for bodyguards of foreigners to engage locals, especially when its locals pissed off due to breaking social, cultural, or religious taboo. Even worse than military or PMC firefights for the exact reason.
Moral of the story: Respect local traditions and customs. Period.
some guy said "why should we follow the norms" "when they dont extend curtacy and lieniency to us" well go ahead and not follow the rules but your death is just gonna be as meaningless as even coming up with the idea or even considering it in the first place and honestly if you wanna do that stuff the place they went really does NOT seem like its the right place to go
*(i am saying this in a situation where you have no control over the situation what so ever)*
Story 16: sounds like it was not actually that they were in a danger (by that particular individual). Most likely they stumbled upon an area someone was using to sleep (probably woke him up too - and with how ppl attack such people and they were sneaking without flashlights he was probably scared a.f and trying to stay unnoticed), and their instincts rightly warned them. Then when they started speaking again he likely realized they were not a danger and just as scared as he was, and concurred with them that leaving is in their best interest too.
Yea, I highly doubt he would of done much of anything. Definitely got the shit scared out of him as well.
…. He approached them from behind and there is a reality if increase violence and mental illness amongst the homeless. This made up narrative is quite odd
That's how I felt too. Just a homeless guy sleeping being like "Yeah, you should go, it's not safe you idiots" and doing it in a way that is intentionally creepy.
@@SlicerJackie i agree and really in this situation its more likely that the man was aware that they were scared of him and didint have the intentions of harming them
@@SlicerJackie most people if they have common sense wouldnt seek to harm someone unless if they are forced to in self deffense or they might do it instinctually with because of past experiences or well for no reason at all but no reason at all i feel like is unlikely in that situation
The urge definitely hit me in this story, but before I was able to act on it, I got to bear witness to someone pulling a Reverse Uno card on the situation.
I was attending a martial arts class. For context, I was a mid-ranking student at the time, and the program I trained in was going through its own Christmas break, but they offered this class to those who wanted more out of their training (and probably to also counter the holiday weight gain). I had started attending more classes, so of course I signed up, and it was at a gym that was part of a medium-sized strip mall.
Now, the class was pretty intense. There was not much done in terms of sparring over the session, but the workouts, which lasted two hours, would leave you worn out and exhausted. It certainly did not help that you would sweat up a storm, and because it was winter, the sweat would quickly turn into slush as you walked out of the gym, but you would not notice it until you got in your car and pressed your back against the seat. Still, I would like to think that they helped with my physique and techniques.
Anyway, for one of these classes, I ended up being the last student to leave. By likely random circumstances, the gym was pretty much deserted by this point (there was always at least a small crowd, not counting the class itself, by the time it starts). I am pretty sure the time approaching 10 pm had something to do with that, but I was too exhausted to pay too much attention to it. Thus, I nearly stumbled out due to having had a slight misstep during the class and hurting myself a bit. I was also chugging my Gatorade, trying to recharge a little before I got to my car.
Despite (or maybe because of) the parking lot being nearly completely empty, with my car being one out of, like, four still being there, I heard an engine revving and speeding toward my direction. I turned to the source and saw some van heading towards me - not straight towards me, but still towards me. Its side door was already open, and I could see some burly guy looking at me - or at least in my direction - as he was about to leap out.
Now, I was and still am fairly fit and had been practicing self-defense for some time (even had been in one - and _only_ one - fight that went one-sidedly in my favor), but all of my mental alarms were going off, and I mean *_ALL_* of them, ranging from, "Danger! DANGER! TAKE ACTION!" to "START RUNNING AWAY NOW!!" to _"OH SH^T, WE CAN'T PHYSICALLY RUN!!!"_ to finally *_"OH F^^^, WE'RE IN NO CONDITION TO FIGHT!!!!"_*
As panic was about to set in, I felt this whoosh go by my head, and in the darkness, I barely caught sight of this blur heading for the guy. The next things I noticed happen occured in this order (note that my sense of time was shot because of the panic, so I do not know how fast or slow it all went): 1) the sound of something glass hitting something else, 2) the sight of said glass object, a bottle, bouncing off the man's face, 3) the man recoiling and falling backwards into the van, 4) the bottle hitting the pavement yet not breaking, 5) the man landing on his back in the van, 6) someone else from the van shouting something, 7) the van speeding away.
After who knows how long, my brain finally rebooted and forced the panic down enough for me to take full notice of what just happened. That was when I hear a voice call out from behind me and asking if I was okay. I was able to immediately recognize it as belonging to the class instructor, and so I turned around to look at him.
Now, for the record, I was in my early 20s at the time, and this man, the instructor, was in his 70s. I stand at a flat six feet while he is more around five and a half. My body at the time was more like heated steel that was in the process of being forged, and his body was like tempered steel. I never once believed I could beat him in a fight because he is one of the hardest sparring partners I have ever had; I could hold my own against him, sure, but I could never win against him. For some reason, I never thought he could throw a glass bottle so accurately through the darkness. I had already respected him before, mostly because he taught some of the classes I trained in, but that experience took it to a whole new level.
I managed to say that I was okay, and after a quick eyeing of me, he simply said, "You might wanna get out of here now." It obviously was not a threat, let alone one aimed at me, but for that mad dash to my car (he probably just stayed back on some kind of overwatch), I felt absolutely no pain as I chucked my bag into the back seat and then quickly got in and sped off. Of course, the pain came back and with a vengeance once I was home and the adrenaline wore off, but I was just grateful. To me, the pain meant that I was still alive.
Ive been riding horses since I was 9 and we had to walk thru a small forest to the bus stop. Usually I was with my bestie, but couple of months I was on my own, since she busted her knee. I tried to wait for someone to walk towards the same way, our stables were part of bigger sports center, so there was nearly always someone going my way, but just this one time everyone had gone already. Im from Finland, my riding lesson was from 7-8pm and dark falls early in the wintertime, so I definitely wasn’t happy. There’s not even snow yet to light up the dark woods.
As I start walking thru this small forest patch, I had to encourage myself to go thru with it, but I thought it was just me being alone in the dark, having to walk thru this creepy shortcut. Im like five, ten steps in, when this youngish dude walks from behind me, I expect him to pass, but he starts to walk with me, trying to carry some sort of conversation. All the hair in my neck is standing up, this isn’t right, this dude isn’t right! We are like in the middle of the forest when he tries to take my hand, I was already on edge, so I whipped him with my riding crop, first in the face, leaving an instant red mark, I can see it even in the dark, second hit him somewhere in the back.
As he yelps out, out of pain and probably surprise, I hear a deep voice yelling “HEY!” and a goddamn drunkard stands up from the bushes nearby, then the whole group of them! Would-be-kiddy-rapist takes off, he doesn’t even follow the path, just straight into forest, followed by two of these “forest men”. The original drunk asks me if Im ok, I think I am and they walk me to my bus stop, even waiting for my bus to come. There were other people around now, but they wanted to make sure he doesn’t come back. They tell me they saw this guy lingering about earlier and decided to keep watch, this forest was their hangout.
Im eternally thankful, this incident totally changed my view of drunks and homeless peeps, before I was more scared of them than I would’ve been this neatly clothed young guy. I must’ve been 10 or 11, something like that. Afterwards I walked the long way if I was alone, even at that age I knew I might not be as lucky again. The forest route was like five times shorter, but I still felt better walking along lit road.
My only regret is not calling the cops when I got home, somehow I feel this wasn’t his first time, it was too well thought out. Or I could’ve at least told the mounted cops what happened, they had their horses in the same stables. And I still have that same crop, it’s slightly busted, my cats have chewed it and it’s missing few pieces, but I love it. Wouldn’t exchange it for a newer model, it’s still perfect in my eyes.
Hell yeah I swear this guy uploads just before bed all the time it’s awesome
6:08 anxious is your self protection instinct… you did the right thing.
I was at our local Fairgrounds in the city having fun with my wife and son. We did most of a circuit around it and was at the exhibit hall when a feeling hit me that said "Leave...now"!
So I eventually convinced my wife to leave early, skipping supper and eating somewhere else. At the exits there were a few teenage boys hanging around, and I had a feeling that they were looking for trouble but were waiting for something.
On the 11:00 news there was a report of several stabbings and shots fired at the fairgrounds of people leaving and of other teenagers at that exit at about one hour after we had left.
dang you saved your family thats really good that you trusted your gut
the first story is absolutely crazy.. that’s straight up person ended behavior glad OP didnt run into them
Immigration and Customs Enforcement primarily hires people who cannot pass the mental evaluations to become a police officer. Their rationale is usually questionable.
7:31 if superheros were real, this guy’d be one😭🩷
Ah yes... a message by the elevator which you're supposed to avoid using during fires. Wouldn't it have been better to actively slip a flyer under every door that had a person staying in the room? Presumably housekeeping still passes each room and could do that
In middle school I was picked on a lot. So when I finally made a friend (S) towards the middle of seventh grade I got really excited when she invited me to sleep over.
All week we kept talking about our sleep over and making all kinds of plans. S would also make comments about how her brother was so weird and i thought my sisters were weird so it didn't seem odd (but in hindsight these I now know were warnings).
That Friday after school we walk to S's house and immediately start pulling out snacks and movies and all kinds of other fun stuff. We goofed off for hours until a youngish guy (if I had to guess somewhere between 18-21) came walking in the house.
Immediately S started getting really quiet and tried to take me to her room. I didn't want to be rude so i instead introduced myself. This guy introduced himself as "T" and grabbed my hand with both of his. Started trying to ask what kinds of movies/music/snacks I liked, and then offered to give S and I a ride to blockbuster to rent movies and get snacks. He also ran his fingers in the ends of my hair and made comments about how long and pretty it was. (Again he's 18-21 and S and I were 13....)
At this point S finally talks me into going into her bedroom where we hangout the rest of the night with no issue (or so I thought). Again did typical 13 year old stuff played in makeup, called boys on the phone and took MySpace pictures in her room until her parents made us go to bed.
I laid awake for nearly two hours. The house is silent and had been for awhile when all of a sudden I heard footsteps in the hallway coming towards S's room. I wasn't the only one awake apparently because S climbed out of her bed and locked her bedroom door.
I tried to ask what was happening and she just said "My brother likes you. Don't worry I locked my door so he can't come in."
......all of a sudden I had a really bad stomach ache and needed my dad to come pick me up.
thats really bad
That's crazy, and exactly why my daughter isn't allowed to sleep over anyone's house
In regards to story 21, the only reason I can guess that they were chasing them, is that in Japanese (stay with me) culture, there's a voodoo-esk practice (STAY WITH ME) where at night, you nail a straw doll to a tree and you need to do that, without ANYONE seeing you, cause if anyone sees you doing that, the curse you're trying to spread over for who the voodoo doll is, will instead of it hitting the target, it will hit you instead. And then you need to go and kill the outsider so the curse still goes to its intended target cause if the one who saw you is dead, no one saw you doing that.
So maybe the klan members were doing something ONLY they were allowed ot witness and outsiders needed to be...dealt with.
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@@saagabragi6938 Yeah pretty much
This one may be over exaggeration but here we go:
So one time I was on a cruise with my family, and there was this sort of teenager club where all the teenagers on the boat could go play games like Just Dance or Minecraft. Anyway, I became friends with one of the guys and I thought nothing bad about him when we first meet.
Cut to day 2 of knowing each other and he gives a little charm he got on one of the islands, and I suddenly get the feeling this guy was looking for more than a friend. I was only thirteen at the time, and he was (no, you didn’t guess it) twelve, so I thought I was exaggerating.
Just later that day he said he forgot “something” in his room and asked me to accompany him to go get it. Now, I had heard many a bad story even at that age, so I said no. When I meet his parents (they came to check up on him) they told me he talked about me a lot.
A day or so later he asks me to be his girlfriend and that we could keep in touch after the cruise because we lived in the same area. I was politely declining in the best way a 13 years old with no experience could but I felt he has pressing and trying to guilt me with stuff like “I don’t want to die alone” and such. I was kinda panicked and everyone else in the club was rooting for him so I had no one to bail me out. I refused to give him my number (said I didn’t have a phone) or my Instagram (literally had none) my mom’s number (which he asked for later) and made all the excuses I could because something felt way wrong.
I don’t know where he is, but he scared the heck out of me. Now, I was 13 so maybe I remember it wrong, but I think that even now I would still say no.
a tv dude in my country whos really into all things nature and does a lot of bird watching in his spare time told a story of how he had gone to turkey with soem mates to look for this specific owl. it lived near the border to syria and him and his mates accidentally crossed the border in no mans land, loaded up with cameras and binoculars. out of nowhere a syrian border patrol rocks up and (presumably) ask wth the bird watchers are doing out there. the language barrier is massive, except for one guy who manages to recall the arab word for owl and blurts it out. the soldiers seem unimpressed and herd the guys into their car and take off. suddenly they stop in the middle of nowhere after a thirty min drive and the guys lowkey expect to be gotten rid of then and there until one soldier repeats the word for owl and points to a tree. the soldiers had figured out the pasty nerds were looking for that one special local owl and had taken them to a known nesting spot. afterwards they drove the guys back to the turkish border and waved goodbye.
absolute bricks had been shat LMAO
LOL
well hes lucky
and those are some nice guys
I still don't know if the instinct was right but I don't want to find out:
I was at a group dinner with some friends, and a woman whom we knew, but most of us didn't like much (she tore a trail through the friend group, dating then dumping people like they were flavours of the week. Had strung along a girl who'd crushed on her hard... just generally toxic), arrived with a guy. She introduced him as her fiance.
I have never, ever had such bad vibes from someone. Just being near him made my adrenaline spike and cold shivers run down my back. I made up some excuse and left the dinner, and sent a text to the guy she'd been dating last (and was kinda still sleeping with her? it's complicated but we did warn him) to say I couldn't be around them, and to not include me if they were going to be there again.
A lot of the time if you actually come across a real homeless encampment you aren’t likely to get messed with. They just want to be left alone to live their lives the best they can. Chances are someone was keeping an eye on them to see what they were doing, because they could potentially be there to cause vandalism, which may bring trouble for the homeless people, or may try to fuck around with homeless people’s stuff or fuck with them in some other way.
When I was ten, I decided to explore a house that was under construction near my neighborhood. It was late afternoon on a gloomy, cold day in March, so most people were in their homes. There was no one around, of that I was sure. I was upstairs in a bedroom when very suddenly I heard the heavy footsteps of a man walking through the downstairs, then coming up the stairs towards where I was.
I was not a timid child. Far from it. But everything in me screamed “Get out of here NOW!” I quickly ran to a window, stood on the ledge, and leaped out. It was two stories down to a rough construction site, not a lawn. I landed heavily and sprained my ankle. I never did learn who was coming up those stairs, but years later I found out a nearby neighbor was rumored to be sexually abusing his daughter who was my age, and he also had tried to rape a woman in our neighborhood. So I’m very glad I got out of that situation, fast. 😳 Decades later, I still recall this as the most terrifying episode in my life, and I’ve lived an eventful life.
Gosh: it’s happened so often. Once my fiancée and I dropped in on an older ‘friend’ of his. We just sat and chatted and had a few beers when the guy went out often the lounge room and arrived back STARK NAKED and sat down like nothing has happened. It was so damn awkward and creepy I can’t even remember the excuse I used but I was out of there in a flash. Fiancée thought it was weird but that I was overreacting a bit. He wasn’t my fiancée after that- it wasn’t the first time he gave me the ‘ick’.
I never got chased by clansmen, but when I had lived in North Carolina, I went into deep Appalachia and drove by some clansmen that were on the side of the road, full robes
I thank you for actually reading out your prompts and not using a boring ai voice, your a real one
I love your schedule every time I need to pack for classes or do anything you’re right there, thank you man
I got a reverse jaiden moment and when op said mace i tought medieval weapon
This one is still fresh in my mind 2 years later and it feels like yesterday.
During grade 7, my teacher would bring is out in the woods and the trails/fields around the woods behind our school to play manhunt (basically tag except when you get tagged, you are both it and you have to be the last one alive by the end).
Me and my friend are walking along the trail because we thought a good hiding spot would be in the baseball diamond next to the trail. As we’re walking I hear my friend scream, “OH SH-T!”
I look up, and it’s almost like slow motion. A full on massive dog is charging at us teeth exposed, barking furiously. There’s nobody else around except the owner. The dog’s owner had put a leash on the dog as he was supposed to, but conveniently wasn’t holding it. I hadn’t turned around faster in my life. I spun around so fast I am still surprised I wasn’t concussed by just that. I bolted out of there as fast as I could. My friend, who was much faster than me, was already running up the trail by this time. I never ran so fast in my life, even now. It was probably about 45 seconds to halfway up the trail from where we originally were but it felt like 15 minutes. This dog’s owner was just going, “oh yeah, he’s not a bad dog, don’t be afraid” as he CASUALLY WALKED behind us. I turn around and see this dog right behind me. I will never forget that look of anger it had. Then, it stopped and turned. On the fence next to us it stopped to get a squirrel on the top of the fence. I swear to this day, if that squirrel hadn’t been right there at that time, I would have been in the hospital. I kept running, the squirrel left and this dog kept at us. We pass the playground and down towards the field and we watch as this dog TACKLES another kid to the ground. This owner literally waited until that happened to run and yank this dog off this kid and hold the dog back with his whole body. I’ll never forget that day as long as I live.
It’s good enough to say “oh yeah he won’t bite you”, but you don’t know what your dog will do if you’re not holding it by a leash. If a dog (especially large ones) wants something, they will get it. In this case, it wanted blood.
#1 Poor Coyote, It really didn't deserve that. 😢😢😢
For Story 21: I was low-key worried about this when I was in Arkansas visiting some family. I was warned by my friend who grew up around there that the Klan has their headquarters in Harrison, AK. I still don’t know where that is, but I would have ran away if I found myself there. I wanted to go hiking or driving in the boonies, but I was worried we would have an encounter like that if we did. Luckily, we never saw them… that we know of. lol
I am not exactly pasty, so I was worried about this the whole time. My family moved there just two years ago from the Texas/Mexico border town we all grew up in. I am not African American, but I am not pasty, like I said. I am Mediterranean and that’s TOO DARK for some racists and too pale for others. I had my guard up every time we were in public in AK.
Considering outcomes It's better to rude than abused
😂If a building is on fire, you should always take the stairs cos you could get trapped inside the lift! Therefore the note should be there as well!!
Someone speed walking tward my group who told us there was a bear on the trail behind her. We all noped right out of that walk and gave her a ride to her car that was parked at the other trail head.
When I was young, I was invited to and went a party with a girl. (Both of which were unusual.)
This was a basement party with alcohol and drugs. Not my scene. Suddenly, I became aware of some guys that just didnt seem to fit. When I looked at them and smiled, they gave a grin and nodded. I instantly felt the need to go and had to argue with the girl to leave. The party was busted right after we left. I heard from some of my older sisters friends who were cops that the team thought I was undercover, gave me a sign and waited until I was gone to make their move.
Wasn’t a “gotta leave right this second” but a friend and I were going to a huge house party back in HS and when were were getting close, I got an anxiety attack and asked if we could just go back to his house. He said he didn’t want to go either and was only going because I expressed interest in it. Got to school on the following Monday and found out the party got busted and about 60-70 kids got MIP’s and were suspended.
I doubt your you had an anxiety attack. But whatever...
why do you doubt that they had an attack? It's not uncommon for people to get overwhelmed at parties...
bro the hotel bathroom story is so real i remember i was like 7 or 8 and i was in a department store with couches beds washers dryers all that anyway i was taking a crap in their bathroom and the toilet paper holder had one of those sliding things to cut the thin toilet paper it was my first time using it so i try and use it and the fire alarm goes off i pants less run out of the bathroom and some random guy just picked me up and put me back into the bathroom mind you my head was turnt towards my dad in the bathroom running after us so i got even more scared when the guy picked me up so i jumped and my junk rubbed all over his shirt lord have mercy on that guy may he have a blessed life 😭😭
My toxic trait is thinking is think I could take most of these people
Not me sitting in my room at 3am and getting paranoid
These are great. I love your speaking cadence; it's 1000% better than those horrible text-to-speech things. One thing, though. "odd" is not spelled "od" :)
its a voice to text program, as are most of these
@@joshuaguenin9507 I kind of gathered, but it's really "od" :) that the translation was done that way. "odd" is a much more common spelling than "od", which I'm not sure is even a word! :3
@@ChrisCogdon OD stands for overdose. Text to speech seems to have gotten *worse* lately for some bizarre reason. A video could have 2 sentences worth of dialogue and there's still somehow an error in them.
@@llamawalrushybrid (Did you mean speech-to-text?) My guess is that the algorithm determines that "od" is a real word, and is more likely than "odd". Another thing I've noticed is that quality control has gone WAY down, both in terms of the quality of the software, but also in terms of double checking the results of automated work, such as speech-to-text.
My sister and I were helping set up a wedding and we found the manager and 4 other employees smoking crack in the bridal suite. We dipped out so fast.
Okay so this will take some time for it to make sense. I was at a friend's house when I was a junior in high school. The parents of the guy who lived there were gone for the weekend, so we got into the liquor cabinet and we were all drinking, and at some point our host decided to get out his dad's shotgun to pass around. Well, one of us grabbed it kinda roughly by the barrel, and something about the way he grabbed it caused it to go off, blowing his head clean off. He was killed instantly. This was not my moment for this video. Actually, a couple years later, I was at an unrelated friend's graduation party, and another friend showed up, already drunk as hell, and started causing problems. The moments I decided to leave, though, was when he pulled his army-issued rifle out of the trunk of his vehicle to show off to everyone there. I remembered the last time a drunken teen had gotten out a gun to show off, and I noped the fuck out of there. Turned out to be the right move, because after I left everyone who was there ended up getting arrested that night. I've never doubted my instincts since.
Here a couple of my stories (3)
BTW these both happened when I was much younger
1ST STORY:
I was playing outside with my younger sister who is 2 years younger than me. We were playing outside like we normally did as young kids without our parents watching us because they knew we weren't going to go on the road and if we did it wouldn't be as dangerous as our neighborhood doesn't have many cars drive by it. But anyways we were playing normally outside and it started to get dark, like you couldn't see the sun anymore. Me and my sister didn't have much idea what the dangers of the dark would do and our parents would only call us when it was time for dinner or outside was almost completely black. One day a car pulled up right on the edge of our lawn and I noticed it. It was blue and and a smalled car. I was imdentally scared and I was like 6 years old so "stanger danger!" Since my sister was still playing around I went up to her and wispeared because my thought was if they heard me they would know I knew their plans and like do smth worse idk. We started walked back to my house instead of running again with the same idea they'll do smth worse. We never really see the car leave it just like wasn't there the next time we looked outside. We kept playing outside everyday after that rubbing it off and acting normal but eventually the car would come like every other time. My sister said it was the mailman trying to get us mail but I was like "Why would the mailman comes after sunset in a blue car!" When we told my dad all he did was rub it off and just laughed about it.
2ND STORY:
Again with me and my little sister except this happened when I was around 8-9. We were biking around our little neighborhood or really just biking from the top of our h driveway to the bottom. My dad was doing yard work in the backyard so we were out of his sight. It was closer to sunset but still bight despite the sky being all cloudy. I decided to go a little farther down my driveway and started doing that with my sister. The day already felt really scary because of my intuition. We live on a slope/hill so when me and my sister were walking our bikes up our street I looked up to see the little forest in my neighbors yerd. It was all normal until I made out the figure of a very tall black siloute. When we went down one more time I noticed it was gone and then realised that somebody was once there. Me and my sister both got really scared and started putting our bikes into our garage and running to our backyard to yell to our dad what happened.
3RD STORY:
Also happened with my sister when I was 8-9 really close to dark. Our neighbors were gone for a week and since they have chickens we get to take care of them while they are gone. They also had a swing so while one sister was playing on the swing the other could be playing with the chickens(behind a fence) or taking care of them. My sister eventually got bored of playing on the swing a decided to just wait to get on the swing while we were talking to each other. I noticed after a little bit that there was someone staring out at as from a thin bush that separated my neighbors and the other neighborhood. I told my sister that we should go home now. She at first didn't want to and asked for an explanation. I just stayed silent until we got up to our steps were I then told her about. I don't remember what she sayed since the happened a while ago. I just remember bringing up the situation a while ago and my sister agreeing she say the person to but didn't think much of it. I wasn't hallucinating. We then gave a description of the person from our memory and they matched up and where the same. Definentally wasn't hallucinating. I am glad I got out of there and who knows what would happen if I stayed there for a little longer.
whats your story?
My story:I was about 11 at the time, and in a local pool near my house, the pool was filled with glass after an “incident“that happened, apparently a woman broke her foot on glass and fell into the pool, thankfully she’s ok, we ended up hanging out in the kiddie pool, and when they got all the glass out I went to thank the life guards and pool owner for cleaning the pool out, when I got to the pool owner, I could tell he wasn’t making direct eye-contact with me, I was ok with that since I was always intimidated by eye-contact, but I could tell he was still looking at me, me, being the innocent soul that I was didn’t actually know that he was staring at my t!ts, so I left, my brother pointed out how uncomfortable the life guards looked around him and how he seemed to be flirting with both of them, I said “I hope their ok“I got uncomfortable, acknowledging that before that, I was RIGHT INFRONT OF HIM, and asked my aunt if we could leave, luckily she said yes, and we all got out of the pool to leave, when we got close to the exit, my same brother said “yo, I think he’s looking at you -----“that made me more uncomfortable, I looked behind, he was staring at my a$$, that was the moment I thought “shit, if I don’t get out of here quick, somethings going to happen“I walked faster toward the car, so did he, I remember thinking, “shit, shit, SHIT, RUN ---- RUN“thankfully, we got to the car before he could do anything nore serious
WAIT
HE FOLLOWED YOU????
Story 10- We are forgetting how he got into the situation, he, too, is a hero
Narrators comments have gotten a lot more aware, good to hear you grow as a person man.
The 'fire alarm going off while in restrooms' happened to me. At work.
The catch? I am a member of our mandatory preventive fire brigade and even so by some miracle i had managed to get down to evac place as a first responder so i had to assume captain's responsibilities (who was sick that day) and coordinate evac.
Funny thing is that it was triggered by smoke detector because someone had been casting lead into mold in order to try a prototype and did not realize that he was directly below smoke detector.
My experience was in the mountains on a road trip in the middle of the night. I was with my gf at the time. There was nobody at the gas station, because it was closed. I saw something move next door in the shadows. I made a mental note. My girlfriend was putting gas in on the passenger side and I was standing on the driver's side. I look to my left and there is this sweaty Boo Radley-looking guy wearing a dirty henley staring at me with pony eyes, both palms pressed against the wall of the gas station about ten feet away. We bailed immediately, like not screwing in the gas cap style. There were no houses for so many miles. It makes it even creepier. The look in his eyes still gives chills. I wonder what could have happened.
I have never been guilted into anything involving a person who absolutely gave me the creeps. Why would you do that at all? Unless you have severe self confidence issues, then maybe I could understand the lack of strength in yourself when your brain is screaming get out! Always listen to your gut feelings, they are very rarely wrong, and do not allow anyone to manipulate you into doing anything that is making you uncomfortable. And never put yourself into a position that places you at risk! Those girls going to an isolated cemetery was just stupid. Always be aware of your surroundings, even those you are fully comfortable and familiar with.
This video is mainly telling me one thing: avoid other people 😮
Thank you for making these videos
Short of what falls in to this group. 2 months back I was driving my kid home from her Fencing class. It 2 hours away from where we live, only one in the state. Fencing isn't really what you'd call a poor person short I guess? (I am not rich either) I am not sure really it just hard to fined in this state. Anyways my car starts telling me it has a flat tire. Now I know it could be from the air in the tire heating and cooling setting of the reader. Happens every spring and fall. It however 9pm I have my kid with me where an hour from home. I can not risk it being a real flat and not checking. Having no choice I pull into the first gas station I see. I decided to pull up next to the air pump, it in a dark spot. At that moment I notice my kid has enough trash under her feet she finding it hard to put her feet on the floor. I tell her to throw out the trash. She not happy with me but gets to putting it in a bag to get ride of. I get out of the car and start to check my tires. When a large over weight women and man come toward me. The man is in a winter jacket hood up, with it pulled so tight only his nose and one eye can be seen. I knew right then they where planning to rob me it was not cold out. The women was in a tank top. I could see him reaching in his pocket to pull something out. Never got a look at it, but I did see silver, could of been a knife. Anyways they are about 5ft from me. When my daughter jumps out of the car with the most pissed off face and they both freeze, their eyes about bug out of their head as they back away. The women claims she just wish to tell me she liked the color of my car. It's not a uncommand color so it was a poor go to. Also if that was really it, she could of said it too me from 15ft away. Anyhow they backed away slowly and kept going as my kid comes around to throw trash out. Her pure teenage rage at being asked to clean up her mess saving me from what would not of been good. I think they had no idea she was with me and seeing I was not alone, plus the person with me looked pissed and was holding something scared them. I should tell you my daughter ways 90pds socking wet, she 5ft and pretty. However she takes boxing, fencing, and can fight. Not that you'd know by looking at her. she got that most likely to be in a beauty pageant look about her. An for once I not boosting she been asked to be a model and take part in those by all kinds of people. She just isn't into it. Anyhow my pissed of beauty queen scared off a 200pd man with a knife.
hah, that 16:05 reminds me of a story.
one time at the halloween evening i found myself drunk walking home along the railroad trucks. i needed to crap pretty badly, so i turned to the dirt road to the road nearby cemetery to make the deed behind the bushes. i was walking without a flashlight, because i knew the way perfectly. once i sat myself nicely and started to push, i heard a voices at the dark, giggling and chatting. the kids voices. remind you, it was a middle of a nowhere, behind the abandoned industrial area and a cemetery. at night. i realized that whoever was there, they definately here not for the trick or treat, so i sat there, afraid to even fart, and just waited. meanwhile they was going closer and closer towards me, then stopped. they knew i was there. suddenly the guy roared:
"- we should probably get to your brother in the truck. i'm sure he's mad we're taking so long."
fck. they was on a hunt, or something like this. i knew there was a bunch of a homeless people living nearby - pretty chill alcoholic guys, althought a little wild, - and they did told me stories about a gang of a serial killers who hunt for the people at night to ritually sacrifice them. this secluded countryside, dead of a night at a halloween evening- i realized how deeply fcked i probably was. i wasn't been able to run with my pants down, neither i wanted to die like this, so my drunk stupid head got only one idea - to pull my pants up, stand, gather all of my faint confidence together and bark back to the dark:
"- yeah, you probably should."
immediately after that i heard running, so i also did run. i do not remember how i got home, but i lost my wallet, phone, apparently left one of my shoe in the forest and never did trick-or-treating ever since.
May 3, 2021. I was outside taking pictures of a severe thunderstorm and it suddenly got super quiet. All the birds and even the bugs all at once stopped making noise. The wind went from swaying the trees around to dead still. It felt like the air lost 20% of its content and so it got a little hard to breathe. Then I hear the signature sound of a tornado in the distance. That's when I got tf inside
Saw something similar to the last story happen while I was in college - someone set off the fire alarm in the dorm while cooking food and all of us ran out. There was a poor girl outside with us wearing nothing but a beach towel...
As someone who has been on the toilet during a fire alarm, I will give you this advice, be sure to wipe BEFORE you run out.
I had that happen to me when I was in grammar school. A teacher reached in the door and turned off the light. There were no windows. Of course by the time I wiped, got my uniform back together and got outside to where my class was, I got chewed out.
We have always had staff only fire drills in every job I've worked in. (the last story finds them odd).
Your voice is so cool....idk its pretty ...and the sarcasm(its giving main character's loved best friend)😅
story 11
the police officer saved them and they just booked it leaving the officer alone to deal with the psycho driver. Poor cop, I hope he's okay
Fr I thought the same thing.
He’s a cop 🤷♀️
@@onthefridge-w7pwell the cop has a weapon they dont
Then the cop turns around to ask what their side of the story exactly was....
Man the secondary location thing is so important. When i was 15 i went on a date with someone 18, stupid i know. Well he kept asking me to go somewhere else, i got uncomfortable and left. Im 21 now and hes just been arrested for yknow... the r thing and the ummm kid thing. It was a case that opened the same year i met him! Im so glad i was smart enough to leave but feel so guilty for not speaking up because maybe he wouldnt have been able to do what he did
Staff only drills certainly make sense. We need to do one every week to make sure the system works, but in a hotel it's not reasonable to expect all of the guests to do a fake evacuation with the staff so we advise them of the time and date. It's a communication problem here - either their staff failed to notify the guest, or the guest chose not to read the notice that was placed in their room.
OP was also a hero for saving the kid from the dogs
When I was 15, I was on a night walk on a very public and brightly lit street. Our area is considered pretty safe and this was my usual time to destress from a difficult time at home (regardless, I know its stupid now). It was around 3am and I had just passed some apartments when I heard a car coming down the road. Not weird necessarily, except that it was the only car that I had seen all night. They turned into the apartments and I told myself it must be a resident coming home late. I didn't believe it. Unfortunately, this had to be the one night I forgot my knife too. I kept walking and as I passed some stores, I noticed they pulled out and pulled into the stores parking lot. Okay, this was officially weird. I ducked behind some bushes before they pulled out again, and as soon as they drove past me I stood up...and they immediately stopped. Three times the charm, I'm out. My heart dropped and I literally bolted through the parking lot and a couple neighborhoods backyards to get back home. Easily the worst night walk experience I've had, and I do have other stories.
For the last story, one of the things we're taught about fire safety is to take the stairs. Why would they put the sign near the elevator?
28:39 i was showering once and my mother knocked frantically on the door telling me we needed to get to shelter immediately. Absolutely shat myself. Turns out it was a TORNADO and that a tree was very close to falling onto the house so my mother forced me to come out to go in the basement. Scariest moment of my life honestly
“you ain’t gettin me to no secondary location”
Got one that happened to a friend of mine around 2017-2018-ish. She was driving in downtown Baltimore with her infant in the car, near the waterfront which isn't a *terrible* area, or at least it didn't use to be. She's waiting at a red light when two kids approach her car. Literally CHILDREN, one about 10-12 and the other possibly 14 or younger. The younger kid comes up to the driver's door and tries to open it, which thank god she had the car locked. It doesn't open and the 10-12 YEAR OLD CHILD pulls out a pry bar and smashes her driver's window in. She starts stepping on the gas to get away and the older kid starts reaching into his waistband for something which looks very much like a gun. The older kid steps in front of her car while reaching for the weapon, so she floors it through the red light, making him jump out of the way. She gets the hell out of there and doesn't stop until she's outside of the city limits.
Baltimore is a really dangerous area now, but I never in my life thought that two CHILDREN would try to rob/hijack/murder somebody with their infant in the car. I haven't gone back to Baltimore since I heard this story and will never go back.
I saw a dead bird on the ground at recess. I booked it out of there.
Here’s the thing usually places that are Middle Eastern have war going on a lot to the point where for my example in Israel you can go to a gas station, end up using the bathroom and see a guy on his lunch break with an AK-47 on his lap so I know I’m kind of equating apples to oranges but having guns and being involved in war is unfortunately normal
No one cares but I decorated my house for the first time ever in stardew valley while listening to this in the background and it's turning out so cute! there are so many furniture options :3
Mine? “Oh, crap. I need to LEAVE right now!”
I’m a *very* direct person.
I have a few of these stories, but one happened when we were going to my aunt's funeral, more than two hundred miles from where we live. We had been told that her funeral was where the family usually had their funerals, which was no real help, because both sides of our family had used three of the local funeral homes in the last 25 or so years. Anyhow, we went to the one in downtown. We plop ourselves down in the back of the room, and I find that I don't recognize a soul there. Besides that, we both get this weird feeling that we should leave, and we do so. We find the correct funeral home, and get there in time to file by the casket. After spending some time with my family, we go get gas and the cashier at the gas station was told we were coming back from a funeral, and his eyes got huge. He then told us that a funeral ended in people fighting and kicking the casket - thankfully NOT the funeral we ended up at. This happened four years ago, and we still tell people about it.
When I noticed the party was so weird because everyone was smokin rock.
#1 got me too, I was walking at dusk, not even that far from home, but I was on a lone country lane by myself, and found a dead deer on the side of the road, smell, flies, exposed ribcage, skull out, it was horrific. I had a chill down my spine. I ran all the way home bc I thought there was going to be a murderer lurking in the hedges.
hahaha, that last one reminds me of that time I was with my mom and sister at a big hotel and the pwer went out. My mom was in the shower at that time and just screamed "kids, this isn't funny! Turn the light back on!" While we were laughing for a totally different reason. We walked down to the lobby to get info and the minimum of emergency lights were on (hallways, lobby, stairs). No power for over an hour. Was kinda funny tho
3:40 yeah mace and self defense knife and that really cool glowing tazer rope thing to restrain your attackers before they get to nearby. Also make sure you have a support system friend that you know they’ll pick up your phone call.
It's amazing to me how many of these would simply not have happened if the OP had a gun.
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OMFG, 17:20. I did this to someone once. So much so that I'd say that was probably me if the location was different. They where also both teenage boys, so that doesn't fit either. I was walking home down the rail road tracks at like 2am when I saw two people coming towards me, maybe 100 yards ahead or so. I could see their outlines because of nearby street lights, but I was in pure darkness dressed in all black so they never saw me. I was scared too so I went prone under some brush off to the side to let them pass.
They did the exact same thing those two did, got to within a few feet and just stopped in the same sort of frozen in fear way. No idea how they knew, as I was dead silent. They stood there, looking around for a second and IDK what came over me, but I just said, as non-threateningly as I could "How yawl doing tonight?" while still proned out in the brush and they both took off like the Tasmainian devil. If that was the same people who just changed the details slightly. I'm genuinely sorry. Just know you scared me too!
exactly. better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it
With the taxi driver he’s the op’s hero and the op is the little girls hero for saving her from the dogs
Let me tell you, as someone who's been through enough late night toaster fires while in dorms for college, when that alarm goes off if you have any real fear for your life YOU JUST LEG IT, I've been outside half naked with a bunch of other wet, cold and pissed off half naked students at 11pm more than a few times 😂😂
All the rest of these were pretty scary. Story 16 was some good comic relief though with the homeless guy dicking around on Halloween.
My best friend used to live on a dead end street, and his family at one time owned every house on the street. Over the years the houses got torn down or were left abandoned. Myself, being interested in urbex but never having the balls to trespass, talked him into letting me wander through some of these run down abandoned houses his parents owned. The last one we went to had been where his uncle lived (and passed). It's the deep south, so the humidity gets to everything. Front door has swelled and cannot be opened, so we go through the back door. Fan blades drooping, paint peeling off walls, saggy floorboards, the whole nine yards. Not much left inside, but cool to see. Walked around the inside of this empty house with him for a bit, started to head down a dark hallway. Can see a bathroom at the end of it, no door on the hinges. Closed doors on either side of the hallway and, to the left of the bathroom entrance, a very out of place metal door. Obviously, I walk down the hall for the metal door, when my buddy yanks me by the hoodie and tells me we need to high tail it. He still won't tell me why he did this, but he was adamant that we never go back down to that end of the street ever again, until after the house fell over and they sold the lot to the city.
I always freaked out working at a haunted house place, being inside after watching horror movies. There were several areas in this place. Several buildings. You couldn't leave until the lights came on at the end of the night. My mind always went thru scenarios where something actually happened and I would be stuck in my spot for days alone. Irrational fear, but I pushed myself to keep doing the job to face my fear
To be fair to the last story most of us are trained from a young age to head outside if we hear the fire alarm going off
A gutted coyote is crazy omg imagine 😨
My I need to leave moment was when a guy was following me home so I ran towards a diff house. Scariest moment of my life also he tried talking to me at the shop after staring at me (which I din’t notice)
Mine is that leaving the country is seriously important, and I can’t afford to do it before it’s too late.
In elementary school I was so scared of there being a fire drill while I was in the bathroom
This was Partially due to the fact that my school’s fire alarms were LOUD and at the time I had undiagnosed autism
10:57 that’s extremely intense and blood curdling.
i thibk some basic and subtle background music would be a great addition to these videos
this shit is so perfect as i was loading this up i was thinkin of playin rdr to ride around and hunt while waching and then it comes on in the bg 🖤
i had a feeling the man in the truck might have seen someone in the back of their car, guess not
This video is why I don’t like going out and I prefer to stay at home too much bad shit can go wrong when you’re out alone
A couple of years ago, I went camping. Around 2 AM, I'm in my tent trying to fall asleep and a truck pulled into my deserted campsite that was a good ways back from the road. I'm in the farthest back camping location and there were plenty of opportunities to turn around. This person parked right next to my tent. There's absolutely NO legitimate reason for this person to be there. So, I'm stuck inside my tent, rifle at the ready, a complete sitting duck since I had no way of getting out without being seen. After a few minutes they left. I'm guessing they were looking around for shit to steal but I hadn't left anything outside. After that night I got the hell out of there.
I was at a place when an announcement of fire alarm testing was about to take place and to ignore alarms until further notice. The alarm went off and about 5 minutes of it constantly blaring the fire wardens were around telling people to get out as the alarm went off for real right as they were about to do the test. I heed all fire alarms now, "drill" or not.
My husband and I moved out of Alaska right at the beginning of C19. We were following a job to Washington and then to Oregon. While staying at an RV lot in very rural Oregon (ourskirts of milton- freewater), I forgot ALL our laundry in the coin op machines which were nowhere near our RV. It was pitch black, but I needed to put my husbands clothes in the dryer for work the next say. I walked up there, which was dark but OK, switched the laundry, and began my long walk back to the RV. Right before approaching my RV, I got the feeling someone/something was behind me, although I hadn't heard a thing. It was just a feeling. I whipped around to see a large muscular mexican looking dude with long hair in a pony tail, wearing a white tank, and he was RIGHT behind me! Like RIGHT behind me! The dude must have been able to smell my hair! I nervously chuckled and said, "Oh my goodness, you really startled me," as I approached the side of my RV. I was only able to see him because there was a "porch" light on my RV that illuminated him and THANK GOD my husband was stepping outside to put the trash out so he was RIGHT THERE and I said, "Oh Hi honey, what ya doing?"
Then rushed my husband inside to tell him what had happened. He actually walked with me back to the laundry room to collect our laundry after it dried. I KNEW that man had bad intentions, but unfortunately, for his plans, I was arriving at my RV, and he was out of time to exact his plan. Let me be clear! My suspicious of him had nothing to do with his appearance. It was simply something I noted and remembered once I recounted what the man looked like. He could have been a blonde white guy or a black man and I would have been just as scared and suspicious of his intentions. There was something about how he acted. Remember how I said I sort of chuckled and said, "Oh my goodness, you really startled me"... yeah... he had no remarks, response, or reaction to what I said. Like a scary guy, he was silent, quick, and sped off after I noticed him. It's just terrifying!