One Wrong Move: 50 Shocking Stories of Lives Shattered in an Instant
This summer I was driving with my dad heading north around 9pm. There was this old jeep with its left signal turning signal on in the other lane coming south waiting for us to go so they can turn. All of a sudden, boom, the car flips up, onto its top, rolls over twice into a ditch/woods on the side of the road.
I pulled over. We ran out of the car. 1. 2. 3.
The car burst into flames.
I’m calling 911 and I look at the car and this teenager trying to break the windshield with a stick and he’s yelling “f**k! No! No!”. My dad goes and tries to break the windshield too.
More people are gathering around. This one guy tries to take a video and almost gets the s**t kicked out of him. The fire department are on their way.
At this point, all of the trees around the car are catching fire. They climb out the ditch because we don’t know if they car will explode or not. There’s nothing else that can be done until the fire dept shows up.
They take their sweet a*s time and put the fire out. The person in the car is long gone at this point and they don’t even try to get him out.
So how did this all happen? Remember the guy with the stick who was trying to break the windshield. He was speeding and playing on his phone. He didn’t see the jeep until the last second, tried to serve to avoid it and rear ended it at an angle.
The story goes on but that’s the most important bit.
If you learn anything from this, don’t use your phone for unnecessary s**t while driving; it’s irresponsible and selfish.
I had a buddy that was getting put into the back of the cop car. He was getting an underage drinking ticket. Not to big of a deal it was a $200 fine and off your record in a few years.
Then he elbowed the cop in the jaw and made him fall to the ground.
That messed up his life.
When he got home, Jackson realized that he was in possession of “two papers on two classified subjects, and they were both top secret.” He decided he’d return them to the office the following day, so he put them in a bright orange cardboard folder so that he wouldn’t forget.
But that’s exactly what happened.
After getting off the train, he “realised I hadn’t got the folder… it just felt for a moment like the world had stopped.”
In first grade, I was at the first Tiger Cub meeting for kids and parents interested in Cub Scouts. The parents were hearing all the boring details about dues and fundraising, etc. We were playing tag or dodgeball, and one of the kids falls on the gym floor and slides quite a ways.
We all thought that was pretty fun, so we all start running and then falling on our stomachs to see how far we slide on the gym floor. One kid was way to close to the wall and slid head first into the wall pretty hard. He parents left with him and went to the emergency room. He was in special ed classes after that.
Guy I went to school with, we’ll call him Jake, had a full ride to great college football program. He was one of the best athletes I’ve ever seen.
Went to a party and someone told him he’d f**k it up just like his brother did (his brother did f**k up a full ride, to a lesser school though). Jake didn’t take kindly to this, smashed an empty bottle of Jack Daniels over the guy’s head, causing serious damage.
Lost his full ride, stayed around my home town, d**d 2 years later in a motorcycle accident.
Was a bouncer. Have seen guys get in drunken fights and usually did not intervene if they occur off property.
Saw two guys one night get into a stupid brawl over nonsense and one of them hit the ground.
Buddy never woke up.
This kid went from having not a major problem in the world to becoming a felon.
“The Cabinet Office found it was an act of gross misconduct and demoted him three grades. He was charged under the Official Secrets Act, avoided jail, and was fined £2,500,” reports the BBC.
Even after the matter had been concluded, Jackson says he couldn’t shake the feelings of shame, regret and humiliation. He even considered ending his life. But fortunately, his wife, family and others came to his rescue.
“I fixed very little myself,” he says. “Lots of people fixed me.”















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