Omg wtf I'm so sorry that's so dickish of me and I don't even remember doing it :(
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There's probably been quite a few but a few that stand out would be: when @Absently's 2 dogs went missing from outside Aldi and we were off around the streets looking for them. Went to the popo station and was able to find out the rough area they were in as someone had taken them home and we managed to get them back. Funnily enough I went to Kelly's friend's house because she lived in the area and asked her mum if she'd heard anything. She said a lady down the road is mad about animals, so we went and knocked on her door and there they were!
When I was about 15 my stepdad's exwife's partner went all suicidal and had sent odd messages to his family that he was going to jump in the river so we had to go walking along the river by his house looking for any signs, turned out he'd gone to his mums house instead.
More recently I had been at work and came home after hearing of an argument. Found the house and all my stuff smashed up, decided to load all my stuff into the car ready to leave and then the culprit turned up shouting and abusing me, following me everywhere I went and I could have sworn he was going to push me down the stairs.
I'll also never forget the moment my mum shouted up the stairs 'come quick carl's found a body', think it was more shock than anything at hearing it because it's not something you expect to hear when you're just sat playing Habbo. Had to go and walk around the park in the dark looking for my stepdad and dog so that we could take him home and let the police do their business.
Well it wasn't my house but I was staying there for a week or two before I moved. No one broke in, it was someone who lived there but they weren't around when I got back but then they turned up later on while I was still there. I was the cause of the argument that led to the house getting smashed up in a temper tantrum so that's the reason it was scary after seeing the damage that had been done already when I wasn't there.
Yeah haha. Contract on our house in Ireland had ended and I didn't want to extend it when I didn't know how long I'd be staying, would have been leaving as soon as I had a job back here lined up. Luckily I only had about 3 weeks before I was due to be moving, so spent 2 weeks there before it all kicked off, then ended up spending a night at work before staying with my boss for the last week haha
Every time my mother goes for an operation I get terrified. Also every time I hear that someone is in hospital.
Oh and I remember that time when I had a text message saying 'I think Nanna is going to die today' off my mother. That was pretty terrifying.
Number one most terrifying moment has to go to the time I actually thought I was dying.
Cool kid, going to meet up with a school friend one particularly fine summer's evening. Bye mum. Ride out. I lean my bicycle against the edge of the decking at my friend's porch and step up onto the level. Two steps and the doorbell, but no. Only one step lands. For no reason at all my vision darkens from the edges and blackness begins dripping in like spun paint, half a second of dark spots exploding and then everything goes completely ink black. I collapse, can still sense the world going on around me (sounds of soft pinching wind and smell of the gravelly flowers and moss) with no-one around, sudden sensation of warmth as though I was laid prone in front of a grill heater. My skin starts feeling tight and although I'm sure I'm unconscious there's a feeling of movement, sliding and tugging. One very long but very fast lance of intense pain across my forehead as though I've been skewered and then the impression of absolute nothingness, feeling like a hollow pewter tube with a strong flow of searing hot air pumping through fast, remember actually thinking "just let it end"... and then I came back.
No idea how long I was out as no-one was witness to it. Still don't know what actually happened in medical terms but I got up gathered myself and rang the doorbell and had a lovely evening with my friend as planned, but that feeling of death I still remember and I don't think it'll ever leave me. I carry my mortality and he cackles
probably when a shrek/wayne rooney lookalike wanted to fight me in school because i called his mum ugly and he swung his bag at me and i ran away. i was a twig and thought i was gonna die
r.i.p