Life Scariest Most Frightening Encounter/Event/Situation

frankotank · 10-21-2011, 10:05 AM

I was looking at the “Scariest Movie” thread and thought this was a logical addendum…
Now I know my entry here will certainly pale in comparison to others. I’ve had the crap scared outta me more than once, but I can’t think of a time in my life when I was truly more frightened than this…..

We lived in this old house that had a frigging window above the bathtub…stupid. I’m taking a shower and hear this noise and immediately stop and listen. Nothing. Start washing again, hear the noise again. Stop and listen, hearts beating a little faster now. I’m a little creeped. I wait a good while. Nothing. Funny how you can convince yourself it’s all good. Slowly start washing again and hear that mother again. Heart beats up now for sure. Some kind of a moaning sound, like maybe an animal dying. I’m thinking maybe somethings in the back yard hurt or something since that stupid window is right next to me. So I yell down to my wife, “Hey where’s the cat?” She hollers back, “Right next to me.” OK great. Whatever. Haven’t heard anything else. Gonna finish this shower. Tentatively start washing again and listening closely. This time, I ain’t kidding you, it sounds like that sumbitch is right there in the stall. I damn near tore the shower curtain down busting out of there. My heart is freaking hammering now. I got soap all over me, I grab a towel and on the way downstairs I grab a broom. (stupid I know but better than nothing) My wife is in the back living room watching TV and I burst thru there to the back door and grab our bullmastiff, Tank, and shove him outside ahead of me. I push him around the corner of the house where the bathroom window is and there is nothing there. Nothing is in the yard. And that is so so bad because now there’s no readily available explanation. Can you dig that? I’m thinking WHAT THE ****! What am I supposed to do now!!? I KNOW I heard what I heard, and if it ain’t in the back yard….then it’s in the house. I run back inside and my wife is wide eyed asking what the hell. So I explained to her exactly what happened. She calmly asks, “What did it sound like?” So I do my best to mimic this horrid sound, it’s like….mwaaaaooooh… and she starts laughing. Understand that I am SERIOUSLY freaked out, to the point of, how the hell am I gonna sleep in this house tonight! So she starts laughing and I’m standing there covered in soap holding a towel around my waist with one hand and a broomstick in the other and I scream at her very very loudly “IT’S NOT FUNNY!!!!!” She says calm down I know what it is. I’m pissed and I’m scared and I follow her up to the bathroom and she reaches into the shower stall and pulls out this sonofabitching toy. It’s a Dory toy, from Finding Nemo. If you push down on the dorsal fin it would play her whale talk imitation that’s in the movie. And it sounds much like something hurt or dying. Relief just washed over me….like thank GOD my house ain’t haunted or some shit. If I was moving around, the water would roll off of an arm or something and hit that dorsal fin and fire up the sound. When I’d stop moving….nothing. It’s pretty funny in hindsight, but at the time it really scared the shit out of me to think that some unknown thing was in my house making that terrible sounding noise. For a few minutes there I really thought I was face to face with…..dum dum dum……the supernatural.

**loochy** · 10-21-2011, 10:06 AM

Seeing this:

**BigRichard** · 10-21-2011, 10:22 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by frankotank

I was looking at the “Scariest Movie” thread and thought this was a logical addendum…
Now I know my entry here will certainly pale in comparison to others. I’ve had the crap scared outta me more than once, but I can’t think of a time in my life when I was truly more frightened than this…..

We lived in this old house that had a frigging window above the bathtub…stupid. I’m taking a shower and hear this noise and immediately stop and listen. Nothing. Start washing again, hear the noise again. Stop and listen, hearts beating a little faster now. I’m a little creeped. I wait a good while. Nothing. Funny how you can convince yourself it’s all good. Slowly start washing again and hear that mother again. Heart beats up now for sure. Some kind of a moaning sound, like maybe an animal dying. I’m thinking maybe somethings in the back yard hurt or something since that stupid window is right next to me. So I yell down to my wife, “Hey where’s the cat?” She hollers back, “Right next to me.” OK great. Whatever. Haven’t heard anything else. Gonna finish this shower. Tentatively start washing again and listening closely. This time, I ain’t kidding you, it sounds like that sumbitch is right there in the stall. I damn near tore the shower curtain down busting out of there. My heart is freaking hammering now. I got soap all over me, I grab a towel and on the way downstairs I grab a broom. (stupid I know but better than nothing) My wife is in the back living room watching TV and I burst thru there to the back door and grab our bullmastiff, Tank, and shove him outside ahead of me. I push him around the corner of the house where the bathroom window is and there is nothing there. Nothing is in the yard. And that is so so bad because now there’s no readily available explanation. Can you dig that? I’m thinking WHAT THE ****! What am I supposed to do now!!? I KNOW I heard what I heard, and if it ain’t in the back yard….then it’s in the house. I run back inside and my wife is wide eyed asking what the hell. So I explained to her exactly what happened. She calmly asks, “What did it sound like?” So I do my best to mimic this horrid sound, it’s like….mwaaaaooooh… and she starts laughing. Understand that I am SERIOUSLY freaked out, to the point of, how the hell am I gonna sleep in this house tonight! So she starts laughing and I’m standing there covered in soap holding a towel around my waist with one hand and a broomstick in the other and I scream at her very very loudly “IT’S NOT FUNNY!!!!!” She says calm down I know what it is. I’m pissed and I’m scared and I follow her up to the bathroom and she reaches into the shower stall and pulls out this sonofabitching toy. It’s a Dory toy, from Finding Nemo. If you push down on the dorsal fin it would play her whale talk imitation that’s in the movie. And it sounds much like something hurt or dying. Relief just washed over me….like thank GOD my house ain’t haunted or some shit. If I was moving around, the water would roll off of an arm or something and hit that dorsal fin and fire up the sound. When I’d stop moving….nothing. It’s pretty funny in hindsight, but at the time it really scared the shit out of me to think that some unknown thing was in my house making that terrible sounding noise. For a few minutes there I really thought I was face to face with…..dum dum dum……the supernatural.

I once read this thread where the dude who wrote it didn't know how to hit the enter button. Completely freaked my shit out!

Valiant · 10-21-2011, 10:24 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by loochy

Seeing this:

No one forced you to marry her.

frankotank · 10-21-2011, 10:31 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by BigRichard

I once read this thread where the dude who wrote it didn't know how to hit the enter button. Completely freaked my shit out!

hmm....not really following you there. maybe you wanted paragraphs? I will say that quoting the (very large) thread entry itself does seem somewhat superfluous.

**BigRichard** · 10-21-2011, 10:39 AM

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Originally Posted by frankotank

hmm....not really following you there. maybe you wanted paragraphs? I will say that quoting the (very large) thread entry itself does seem somewhat superfluous.

Yes, it was a lame attempt to make fun of your story not having any paragraphs. And I thought the quoting served its purpose well.

**loochy** · 10-21-2011, 10:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Valiant

No one forced you to marry her.

But she was so hot!

Fish · 10-21-2011, 10:42 AM

So your scariest, most frightening encounter ever was with a Dora toy?

Radar Chief · 10-21-2011, 10:45 AM

Watching a traffic accident, and coming within inches of getting tangled up in the same accident that would eventually claim a friends life, unfold right in front of me.
I dodged a flaming semi going one way, half a destroyed minivan spinning out the other way all the while watching a couple of my friends get ejected from their Jeep and go tumbling down the highway.

ModSocks · 10-21-2011, 10:46 AM

Don't we have a thread for this kinda stuff already?

ModSocks · 10-21-2011, 10:47 AM

I think I've already told my one and only "Scary" story on CP before. I thought I saw Satan when I was a kid. I'm pretty sure I did TBH. Or at least something that resembled him.

**rockymtnchief** · 10-21-2011, 10:54 AM

Be careful what you wish for.

In 2002 there was a bull I'd been wanting to ride all year. At every rodeo, somebody else always got him and won good money or bucked off. He was around 2200 lbs and fit my riding style to a T. Plus, I never saw him go after any riders or bullfighters. I felt confident he'd be my ride of the year.

Finally, I got him in Ft. Worth. I was jacked and ready to stick the sumbitch. In the chutes, he was being rough on me. Knocking my legs against the chutes, bucking and not standing straight for me. It should've been a hint he was having a shitty day.

We blew out and I had a great ride. At the whistle I flew sideways about 15' in the air and landed funny. As I was getting up I saw he was on the prowl. He got a horn under my vest, ran my ribs through my lung and liver and launched me another 10 feet.

Immediately, I knew I was in serious trouble and had to get to the fence for help. As I got up to run, I saw his head 5' feet away coming at me again at full speed. It flashed in my mind that I'm dying in Ft. Worth and haven't talked to my daughter in 3 days. Everything went quiet and calm...and turned yellow. WTF? Yellow? I thought you went to a bright white light when you died?

At the last second, a bullfighter in yellow shorts and a yellow jersey jumped between us and saved my bacon. He took about 90% of the bulls impact.

EMT's were all over me and loaded me in the amber lamps asap. I never got to thank the bullfighter. I'll never forget his name though! Deacon Jones...like the HOF football player.

Inspector · 10-21-2011, 11:26 AM

Years ago when my kids were still young.

My two youngest were in their early teens staying at home by themselves while we were at work about 50 miles away.

My son calls me.

"Dad, Ryan hit the window, it broke and cut his arm."

Me: "Ok, tell him to wash it off and put a band-aid on it"

"You should see it dad, blood is squirting up and hitting the ceiling"

I made that drive in about 25 minutes and had to replace my transmission the next day. I could literally feel my blood turn to ice.

That plus the 3 different times that I got called to tell me one of my kids was in a rollover accident. (Latest was about 2 weeks ago - in my car....nobody hurt - whew)

**SAUTO** · 10-21-2011, 11:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Inspector

Years ago when my kids were still young.

My two youngest were in their early teens staying at home by themselves while we were at work about 50 miles away.

My son calls me.

"Dad, Ryan hit the window, it broke and cut his arm."

Me: "Ok, tell him to wash it off and put a band-aid on it"

"You should see it dad, blood is squirting up and hitting the ceiling"

I made that drive in about 25 minutes and had to replace my transmission the next day. I could literally feel my blood turn to ice.

That plus the 3 different times that I got called to tell me one of my kids was in a rollover accident. (Latest was about 2 weeks ago - in my car....nobody hurt - whew)

3 rollovers? do your kids know how to drive?

i know stupid question... they obviously dont.

i have never rolled a car (KOW), and i used to drive like a ****ing maniac.
still do sometimes just ask dinny blues LOL

**Rain Man** · 10-21-2011, 12:13 PM

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.

10-21-2011, 10:05 AM
frankotank I like 'em mustard & biscuits Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: The Hill Casino cash: $10011076	Scariest Most Frightening Encounter/Event/Situation I was looking at the “Scariest Movie” thread and thought this was a logical addendum… Now I know my entry here will certainly pale in comparison to others. I’ve had the crap scared outta me more than once, but I can’t think of a time in my life when I was truly more frightened than this….. We lived in this old house that had a frigging window above the bathtub…stupid. I’m taking a shower and hear this noise and immediately stop and listen. Nothing. Start washing again, hear the noise again. Stop and listen, hearts beating a little faster now. I’m a little creeped. I wait a good while. Nothing. Funny how you can convince yourself it’s all good. Slowly start washing again and hear that mother again. Heart beats up now for sure. Some kind of a moaning sound, like maybe an animal dying. I’m thinking maybe somethings in the back yard hurt or something since that stupid window is right next to me. So I yell down to my wife, “Hey where’s the cat?” She hollers back, “Right next to me.” OK great. Whatever. Haven’t heard anything else. Gonna finish this shower. Tentatively start washing again and listening closely. This time, I ain’t kidding you, it sounds like that sumbitch is right there in the stall. I damn near tore the shower curtain down busting out of there. My heart is freaking hammering now. I got soap all over me, I grab a towel and on the way downstairs I grab a broom. (stupid I know but better than nothing) My wife is in the back living room watching TV and I burst thru there to the back door and grab our bullmastiff, Tank, and shove him outside ahead of me. I push him around the corner of the house where the bathroom window is and there is nothing there. Nothing is in the yard. And that is so so bad because now there’s no readily available explanation. Can you dig that? I’m thinking WHAT THE ****! What am I supposed to do now!!? I KNOW I heard what I heard, and if it ain’t in the back yard….then it’s in the house. I run back inside and my wife is wide eyed asking what the hell. So I explained to her exactly what happened. She calmly asks, “What did it sound like?” So I do my best to mimic this horrid sound, it’s like….mwaaaaooooh… and she starts laughing. Understand that I am SERIOUSLY freaked out, to the point of, how the hell am I gonna sleep in this house tonight! So she starts laughing and I’m standing there covered in soap holding a towel around my waist with one hand and a broomstick in the other and I scream at her very very loudly “IT’S NOT FUNNY!!!!!” She says calm down I know what it is. I’m pissed and I’m scared and I follow her up to the bathroom and she reaches into the shower stall and pulls out this sonofabitching toy. It’s a Dory toy, from Finding Nemo. If you push down on the dorsal fin it would play her whale talk imitation that’s in the movie. And it sounds much like something hurt or dying. Relief just washed over me….like thank GOD my house ain’t haunted or some shit. If I was moving around, the water would roll off of an arm or something and hit that dorsal fin and fire up the sound. When I’d stop moving….nothing. It’s pretty funny in hindsight, but at the time it really scared the shit out of me to think that some unknown thing was in my house making that terrible sounding noise. For a few minutes there I really thought I was face to face with…..dum dum dum……the supernatural.
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Radar Chief Wearing ballistic dog goggles. Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: In the box. Casino cash: $5221503	Watching a traffic accident, and coming within inches of getting tangled up in the same accident that would eventually claim a friends life, unfold right in front of me. I dodged a flaming semi going one way, half a destroyed minivan spinning out the other way all the while watching a couple of my friends get ejected from their Jeep and go tumbling down the highway. __________________ Like "Cool Hand" Luke I'm busting rocks. __/\|_/[___] \|/ \\_\| ---OllllO _( ))~-( ))-0--))
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10-21-2011, 10:46 AM	#10
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10-21-2011, 10:47 AM	#11
ModSocks Needs more middle fingers Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: San Diego Casino cash: $4264563	I think I've already told my one and only "Scary" story on CP before. I thought I saw Satan when I was a kid. I'm pretty sure I did TBH. Or at least something that resembled him. __________________ Life is like a dick. Sometimes it gets hard for no reason, but it can't stay hard forever.
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10-21-2011, 10:54 AM	#12
rockymtnchief Supporter Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: The Crazys of Montana Casino cash: $10018968 VARSITY	Be careful what you wish for. In 2002 there was a bull I'd been wanting to ride all year. At every rodeo, somebody else always got him and won good money or bucked off. He was around 2200 lbs and fit my riding style to a T. Plus, I never saw him go after any riders or bullfighters. I felt confident he'd be my ride of the year. Finally, I got him in Ft. Worth. I was jacked and ready to stick the sumbitch. In the chutes, he was being rough on me. Knocking my legs against the chutes, bucking and not standing straight for me. It should've been a hint he was having a shitty day. We blew out and I had a great ride. At the whistle I flew sideways about 15' in the air and landed funny. As I was getting up I saw he was on the prowl. He got a horn under my vest, ran my ribs through my lung and liver and launched me another 10 feet. Immediately, I knew I was in serious trouble and had to get to the fence for help. As I got up to run, I saw his head 5' feet away coming at me again at full speed. It flashed in my mind that I'm dying in Ft. Worth and haven't talked to my daughter in 3 days. Everything went quiet and calm...and turned yellow. WTF? Yellow? I thought you went to a bright white light when you died? At the last second, a bullfighter in yellow shorts and a yellow jersey jumped between us and saved my bacon. He took about 90% of the bulls impact. EMT's were all over me and loaded me in the amber lamps asap. I never got to thank the bullfighter. I'll never forget his name though! Deacon Jones...like the HOF football player.
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10-21-2011, 11:26 AM	#13
Inspector MVP Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: K.C. Casino cash: $9924975	Years ago when my kids were still young. My two youngest were in their early teens staying at home by themselves while we were at work about 50 miles away. My son calls me. "Dad, Ryan hit the window, it broke and cut his arm." Me: "Ok, tell him to wash it off and put a band-aid on it" "You should see it dad, blood is squirting up and hitting the ceiling" I made that drive in about 25 minutes and had to replace my transmission the next day. I could literally feel my blood turn to ice. That plus the 3 different times that I got called to tell me one of my kids was in a rollover accident. (Latest was about 2 weeks ago - in my car....nobody hurt - whew) __________________ As always, this is IMO.
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10-21-2011, 12:13 PM	#15
Rain Man NFL's #1 Ermines Fan Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: My house Casino cash: $3288491 VARSITY	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. __________________ I'm putting random letters here as a celebration of free speech: xigrakgrah misorojeq rkemeseit.
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