62 People Reveal Terrifying Moments That Nearly Cost Them Their Lives—and How They Miraculously Survived
I was about 4 when I was playing a game of “slide under before the garage door closes.” At one point, I got stuck. This was before the safety features of these days. As i was stuck there with the door so heavy trying to crush my bones into dust, I knew I was about to be gone. The door was too relentless to even allow me to make noises.
Luckily, the postal worker was delivering and spotted me. She was able to alert the adults inside the house about me being trapped.
I have numerous bad occasions with bikes , but a near-end experience really takes the cake. It was my dad, brother and I on a trail. We are riding downhill which then led to a sharp right turn. I am in front going fast and by the time i realized the degree of the turn it was too late. I did my best to slow down but at this point i knew it was too late . I knew this was it. I was going about 30-35 mph. Somehow, I managed to hit a tree right in the center when making the turn. If I was a few inches off to the left or right, I would have fell down a cliff.
Not me but my dad was supposed to be in the World Trade Center during 9/11. On the way there (we lived quite far away) he crashed with another car and broke his arm but the setback made him cancel his trip, if he didn’t get hit by the car…
I was traveling in Guatemala having a beer and food before crossing the Belize border. A local runs in yelling to the point we couldn’t understand. The bar tender yells leave! Dont pay! Run! Go back to Belize! (In a loud concerned, not angry voice) So we run to the border about a mile away, and it’s totally deserted with no one to stamp a passport. So we cross over looking back at the Guatemalan army heading to secure the border. There were a lot of people who passed away in that revolution. And we were foreigners in a border town where Americans were thought of as body snatchers who stole organs at the time.
Almost got decapitated by an unattended slackline while riding my bike through the park in the middle of my college. I saw it and ducked down a quarter second before it was too late.
I posted about it in my university’s subreddit recently, years later, and they turned it into a meme…
I passed out at work and came around in the hospital. They diagnosed a bleed on the brain and eventually decided to drill a hole in my skull to drain the fluid. Just as they were about to put me under, the phone rang. It was the Head of Neurology. I actually had a burst aneurysm. According to my doctor, I would have probably been gone seconds after they started the surgery.
I did some volunteering abroad in a place that had a ton of feral street dogs. Usually they minded their own business and were easily scared away (I tended to carry a piece of rebar in my backpack for this purpose), but occasionally they would gang up and hurt people.
One night I got woken up by the sound of a bunch of them barking and howling; I wouldn’t have minded except I also heard the sound of a woman screaming. I ran out into the street to check it out, turned a corner and saw the biggest pack of them I’d ever seen – like, 30 dogs – all circling around this lady. I started yelling and throwing rocks thinking they’d scatter… which is when the whole pack immediately turned their attention towards me. They were coming at me with their teeth bared and their ears back and I remember being really intensely aware of the thought, *OK, I’m going to be gone right now…*
It was at that moment that a dude in a rickshaw came tearing down the road, flashing his lights and honking. This made the dogs bolt. Driver saved my life. It was a really great affirmation about how most people will do what they can to help you when you need it.
Went to a corner store for a drink, literally two minutes after I left someone robbed it and shot the cashier and another person in the store.
Edit: well this blew up.
I can not confirm whether this would have been the end however it would have changed my and my parents life like it. I was about 6 or 7 and I went along with my mum to go train the new puppy we had. The training ground was quite far away from home and I remember that it was a big field surrounded by a forest and a motorway on the side of it. I was told to stay in the car and play on my gameboy (back when they were a thing lol). After an hour or so I got bored and I went to have a look at where my mum was with our puppy. The carpark was a little while from the training ground but I decided to walk towards her anyway. In the meantime an older man (30ish) starts talking to me and the naive little boy I was I talked back (regardless of all the times my mum told me to NOT TALK TO STRANGERS). He convinced me I was going the wrong way and told me he would take me to my mum and puppy has. We ended up by the motorway side and we were about to walk down the bank to the side of the motorway where his car was parked. As I am about to disappear down the bank I hear the loudest scream of my name from my mum, I look back and feel the grip of the man tighten on my hand but I was just in time to get my hand out of his grip and run towards my mother. My mum runs past me to see where this guy is but he had just got into his car and drove off. To this day I still imagine about the what if scenario and how close I was to being kidnapped and potentially gone.
My family and I were driving down the highway when we see a STOPPED SUV IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY WITH A FAMILY OF 6 INSIDE and the car in front of us didn’t get out of the way until the last second.
Basically I got t-boned by a van while riding my bicycle. Missed me by a couple inches, destroyed the back of the bike, and threw me into traffic.
My backpack got hit by a car while I was wearing it. Knocked me flat on my behind but I was okay.
A second doesn’t really apply to my story, but about an hour does. When I was in second grade my appendix swole up and burst. I had severe pain for weeks while the doctors tried to figure out what was wrong. After staying at the hospital for some time, they suddenly said they needed to operate. They had finally figured out what was wrong and had to basically clean out my insides. Since it had burst quite some time ago, I was in a pretty critical state. If they hadn’t realized soon after they did, I wouldn’t be here.
Back when I managed a clothing store, I had to walk from the mall to the bank every morning to drop off the deposit. To get to the bank I had to cross one street at a 4 way intersection. One day as I was making my way across, a van was in the middle of the intersection waiting to turn left and was patiently waiting as I had the right to cross the street. Some jerk in a black sports car apparently couldn’t wait and SWERVED AROUND THE VAN and almost ran straight into me. Car was so close I could feel it behind my legs and everything went in slow motion. Good thing I thought to start speeding up as I saw the light start to flash, signaling the end of being able to cross or I could have been hit.
The jerk sped away and I ran to the other end of the crosswalk a-okay. I was on the phone with my now husband when this went down and he heard everything. I broke down crying when I got to the other side and it wasn’t because I was almost hit. The thought that my husband could have heard my ending is what shook me up.















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