Plz I miss my reddit scary threads
I saw a hornet. Killed him and a few more came. Then i swiftly moved away and they left me alone.
My life is pretty tame.
You should embellish a little. Say they were Murder Hornets and that you barely made it out alive after fashioning a makeshift dagger out of the stinger of the first one you killed (with your bare hands, naturally).
As a cyclist I lost count on the number of times I was almost ran over by some vehicle at 100+ km/h
One time I saw a ghost. I will not elaborate.
I went 4WDing in sand dunes in the United Arab Emirates with a bunch of American expats.
On one of the dunes I was on the outside of the car standing on the foot treads holding on through an open window. Part way up the dune the car started to tip, so I jumped away and luckily missed getting squashed when the car rolled.
It was a really stupid thing to do, and I got really lucky. Good lesson for me to have now I have kids - I have a more healthy respect for risk.
Probably not the type of answer you’re looking for, but I’ve got a few that happened outdoors.
The first was when me, my brother, and some friends hiked up some train tracks to go to a ghost town at the top of a mountain near where we’d recently moved. About a 6 hour hike in. My brother was ahead of us, around 100 feet/30 meters ahead. He suddenly turns around, yells “TRAIN!” and the next thing we know, there’s a fuggin train coming around the bend. There’s only around 6-7 feet/2 meters of space between a rock wall and the tracks. We jump off the tracks and push up against the wall. With our packs on our backs (we were going to be camping for a week, so they were large packs), it felt like I could have stuck out my tongue and touched the train. The scariest part was that none of us saw if my brother had been hit. It happened too fast. The train took forever to pass, it felt like an eternity. I just knew my brother was dead, I was terrified. When the train finally passed, we rushed to where he’d been, and found that when he jumped off the tracks, he wasn’t against the wall, he was in a sort of spring/small pond, 10 feet/3 meters lower than the tracks, soaking wet. Terrified we’d been hit. First words out of his mouth were “cigarette. Now!” He was unharmed.
Next scariest thing was when me and some friends went driving in a national forest near us, and her car broke down. We walked up what we thought was the road, but turned out to be a trail. Someone started shooting at us. We ran like crazy and made it back to the car. Tbh, I don’t remember how we got her car home…
It was terrifying. Honestly one of the most scary moments of my life. I cried like a small child in front of a bunch of ex marines. Honestly, that whole trip was just cursed.
I mean…that’s a completely normal reaction. At least you all made it out alive.
