Real freaking out: I was in a car driving across rural India and had been fearing death for about 8 straight hours at that point (long, long story) when my semi-conscious driver rounded a turn out in the boonies. There was an overturned tanker truck there with liquid all over the road, which I assumed was gasoline, and my driver was driving straight into it while I was going, "STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!!!!!!!!" We didn't die in flames, so in retrospect I'm guessing the tanker was a water truck instead of gasoline. Either that, or we just got lucky and didn't ignite it. But I had a couple of seconds there when I thought I was going to die in a really gruesome manner.
Stupid freaking out: Probably not my worst, but I remember it because it was funny. When I was in high school my parents would be asleep when I got home from work, so I'd generally stay up for a while and read or watch TV or something. I did that one night, and then got up before them the next morning. I went into the living room, and there was a big ceramic figurine sitting there. It absolutely wasn't there the night before, and the weird thing was that it had a more than passing resemblance to my mother. I remember looking at it and thinking it was odd, and then coming back and looking at it, and it really looked like my mother. So I started pondering the odds of my mother being turned into a ceramic figurine earlier that morning, and the more I thought about it the more it bothered me. There was no other explanation for how it got there. As it turned out, my father had worked ultra-late and come home at 2 in the morning or something and had gotten this figurine somewhere and liked it (presumably because it looked like my mom) and had brought it home. I had assumed he was in bed when I got home and must've just missed him when I went to bed. So it turns out that my mother had not been turned into a ceramic figurine by supernatural forces.
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