What was your most terrifying experience?

[Mixedupworld]

For me it was being winched up into helicopter after I fell and injured myself.

Followed closely by me and a friend aged 12 getting cut off by the tide and having to be rescued by RNLI. We didnt have phones so had to scream for help and were eventually heard. It was pitch black.

Being shunted on my car's side up the M62 by a lorry which had clipped my rear corner and sent me spinning in front of him I really thought the axle would buckle, and the huge beast would just roll over me. I remember thinking that I was glad I couldn't be blamed, and that I hadn't been on my phone, and hat there was nothing incriminating in my car. Not to the police, mind, but to my mum . I also thought about how much it was going to hurt.

Oh, and I suppose I should say that being told I had incurable breast cancer, as it had already spread past the lymph nodes to various sites around my body, just two weeks after I'd seen the GP with a slightly inverted nipple. I can't really though, because my brain just seemed to block it out, and when I was asked if I had any questions, I could only come up with inane shite like "Is it still worth me getting new double glazing?"

Being told that DH was dying. The whole of our lives together reduced to a few short months left in one sentence.

Being caught up in a football riot when I was 14 - I had a job at a stadium and was pitchside when Portsmouth fans decided they didn't like the home fans very much and both sides invaded the pitch. I froze - angry men charging from both directions, police horses wading in - and was literally carried out of the way by a steward who could see i was petrified. I have seen footage of that on the Internet since, and it still makes me shiver.

BitofFun 💐💐
Some of these Are just horrific.
For me
-my mother telling my sister and me that she would *bang out heads together” if we didn’t stop fighting - we didn’t and she did - the headaches lasted for weeks.

• my parents volatile relationship meant I was terrified for much of my childhood
• being in an earthquake ( actually many including significant aftershocks)
• being told my sister had been killed in an earthquake

-choking on bay leaf at a restaurant - I couldn’t get breath and could feel in in my throat. Husband did Heimlech Manoever and saved my life.

Partner vanishing without warning for a couple of hours. Totally out of character, no indication they were doing anything out of the ordinary that day, no message left with anyone to say where they were going or who they were with.

The feeling of utter dread as the time passed with no word, and you become more and more convinced that something sinister must have happened...

I've had serious health scares myself, but they tend to just wash over me because I have absolutely no fear of mortality and no particular tribulations at the thought I might keel over tomorrow, but when it's the person you care most about in the entire world, that's something else entirely.

Domestic violence as a young child up to late teens when we finally left.

Get my foot stuck in weed swimming underwater in a lake in Holland as a teen. Managed to free myself but very close.

I came within a cm of being knocked down by a speeding motorcycle at school.

Being told I had a uterine tumour at age 23 after a CT scan which turned out to be an anomaly but not cleared til a week later.

@AnyFucker

Same experience as you in clinic - twice.
First time was agony but doctor talked me through. Second time a shit doctor.
Didn't even give me a pad afterwards.

I was on a half full bus and passing the psychiatric hospital in Dublin. A man got on the bus and sat at the front on the top level. He started talking to himself but I couldn't hear what he was saying. He started looking furtive, looking in his bag and then staring at people. People started leaving the top deck. So it then became my turn to come to his attention. He didn't direct any of his comments at me but he looked me in the eye and said "Nobody knows me but what they don't know is that I have a bomb in my bag" so I immediately stood up to speak to the driver but before I could he rang the bell, ran down the stairs and off the bus. My heart was beating like I had done a major workout and I was shaky and started crying. I felt like a total eejit because the man had clearly juat come from the psychiatric hospital so was probably talking nonsense but I was completely freaked out.

@Wolfff the practice is barbaric

@BitOfFun

Some of these are horrendous- my heart goes out to you all. It does show how amazing life is that we can go through such awful events but rise again and find a path in life.

I have a few scary things that.have happened, car crashes, assault etc but they are all completely overshadowed by my lovely mum dying in an accident on holiday. The police knocking on my door at 1am and the events that followed is by far the worst event that has happened to me. There were times when I couldn’t seem to breathe or couldn’t get my breathing to regulate, and I had a feeling of a brick in my chest for a long, long time.

@gurglebelly similar one for me. We were surrounded by a herd of elephants and it got so dark we couldn’t see them but could hear them smelling up. Our guide told us to stay totally still and silent. It felt like the longest 10 minutes.

I was beaten up in broad daylight in an unprovoked attack. The man was a stranger to me and had mental health issues. I was 17 at the time. In the middle of a busy city centre and nobody stopped to try and help or even call police.

When ds was 18 months he pulled a roasting cup of tea over himself (We were on holiday and I thought he was in sleeping beside dp, but he had let him get up to come see me, but ds didn't come find me, he went into my mums bedroom where she had just put the cup of tea and went to the toilet. I was in the kitchen) He screamed a scream like I've never heard before or since. We took him straight to the bathroom to pour cold water on him and u automatically started taking his clothes off, not even considering how bad it was going to be. His skin was peeling off his body, and he was screaming trying to climb up me and get out the bath. We had to be airlifted to a children's hospital because we were up north. The hospital we went to was shit. The doctor couldn't get the drip into a vein and it took him about 30 attempts, all while my baby boy screamed his head off in agony. Thank god the pediatricians from the children's hospital got there just before the doctor gave him medication which should never be given to children.
After we were air lifted to the children's hospital, I had to hold him down on a table while they ripped the gauze off his burns and took more skin off, again while he was still awake. It was horrifying. I'm in floods of tears just writing that. Hes 7 next week but everytime I think of that I cry. So does my mum.

Shut alone in a dark room as punishment as a child.

When I was working late on my own and another staff member came into my office masturbating and exposing himself.

Witnessed a pallet fall from a forklift onto a pedestrian.

I wish I could scream or run or respond in such situations but I just freeze

Years ago I went backpacking along the Pyrenees between France and Spain. Towards the end of a day I set up my tent near the top of the mountains, next to a small lake. I woke some hours later to find myself in the middle of a lightning storm, that went round and round for hours. I was terrified, because really if I'd tried it would have been difficult to have found a more stupidly dangerous place to pitch the tent!

Another time was on what was probably the same trip. I stopped at a cafe for breakfast and was sitting outside drinking coffee when a workman from a building site next to the cafe walked past and caught my eye. I smiled, because I'm a friendly person. He, however, took it completely the wrong way, came over and started inviting me to walk out into the bushes with him to have sex! I was pretty terrified, as I was on my own and my French was pretty rudimentary. In the end I went into the cafe and managed to explain what was happening, and one of the waiters came out and sent the bloke away. About 30 minutes later, though, I had to pack up and walk past the building site to continue on my route, and I was terrified that the bloke would follow me. As I was walking along the road to the point at which I would join my path on the right and go back up into the hills a small car passed me and stopped at the turn-off point. I was scared that it might be the bloke, but it was a remote spot and I had to keep walking. I had a small camping penknife in my pocket and got it into my hand, just in case. In the end the car had nothing to do with the bloke from earlier, but I don't think I've ever been quite so scared!

Watching my first child suddenly stop breathing and then the battle to resuscitate her and then watching her being hooked up to machines knowing in my heart she wouldn’t live. Nothing can ever be as terrifying as that. I had the most graphic dream that my second child was injured and died in front of me. That was pretty horrendous and shook me up for a few days.

*I should have clarified that nothing can ever be as terrifying to me.

Flying back from America and the engines all went deadly silent, after what seemed like an eternity they started back up, it was probably only ten seconds

I'm not even sure if anybody else noticed. I don't like flying and that really didn't help

@Iminaglasscaseofemotion

When ds was 18 months he pulled a roasting cup of tea over himself (We were on holiday and I thought he was in sleeping beside dp, but he had let him get up to come see me, but ds didn't come find me, he went into my mums bedroom where she had just put the cup of tea and went to the toilet. I was in the kitchen) He screamed a scream like I've never heard before or since. We took him straight to the bathroom to pour cold water on him and u automatically started taking his clothes off, not even considering how bad it was going to be. His skin was peeling off his body, and he was screaming trying to climb up me and get out the bath. We had to be airlifted to a children's hospital because we were up north. The hospital we went to was shit. The doctor couldn't get the drip into a vein and it took him about 30 attempts, all while my baby boy screamed his head off in agony. Thank god the pediatricians from the children's hospital got there just before the doctor gave him medication which should never be given to children. After we were air lifted to the children's hospital, I had to hold him down on a table while they ripped the gauze off his burns and took more skin off, again while he was still awake. It was horrifying. I'm in floods of tears just writing that. Hes 7 next week but everytime I think of that I cry. So does my mum.

What a horrendous thing for you all to go through. I’m so sorry

Sheer terror is one thing and then there is that fear that is so great it feels more like instant despair. When you go from 'don't let it happen' to 'no no no' so quickly that the fear is displaced by anguish almost immediately.

I felt terrified when I realised someone was crouching behind a wall, watching me make my way home at 2am. Very ill when my ski lift broke and the safety barrier went with it. Oddly calm when I inhaled vomit and realised my wife pipe was completely blocked. Blind panic on hearing a doctor say "We're not out of the woods yet!" when I asked if the serious infection I had in both eyes would lead to blindness. Yet when my baby didn't breathe, I shook from head to toe for three long minutes and felt only despair, like a small child being led somewhere. That is the one I remember as terror.

Seeing my sister had dropped a sledgehammer over my head to kill me, and only surviving because the sun came out and I saw her shadow behind me to warn me to turn round and move.

sanity

Horrifying. Please tell me she was unwell and not just evil.

My son stopped breathing when he was a few weeks old and I had to do CPR on him. He stopped breathing another 3 times after the paramedic arrived while we were waiting for the ambulance
I seem to have a swallowing problem and I got a piece of turkey stuck in my throat in a museum cafe. I tried to have a drink to wash it down but it wouldn't go down and I couldn't breathe, I ended up throwing up the drink over the table. I could breathe after that but the turkey was still stuck, I went to A&E and ended up waiting hours, with it still stuck, I was terrified it was going to move and kill me! I had to have a drip as I couldn't drink anything. I was there for about 10 hours, until I had some coke and it went down lol. It was scary though!

@96315id

sanity

Horrifying. Please tell me she was unwell and not just evil.

No she's evil. I had 4 years of daily attacks from When I was 10 to 14. She was 2 years younger than me. The sledgehammer was the most terrifying. She also attacked me with knives and lit cigarettes, as well as kicking and punching me and pushing me down the stairs. She would also torture me mentally as well.

She ended up being expelled from 2 schools and in prison for GBH with intent, as well as being thrown out of the Navy for punching her superior officer.