Life is pretty freaky, especially to some people.

#1

I was in a sketchy hotel. The bedsheets looked used and the bathroom was like a calcium deposit factory. But when I saw a cockroach the size of my whole hand come out of the HAIR DRYER, I hightailed it out of there.

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#2

17. First time I ever tried weed. Smoked out on the front porch of the dealer’s house with everyone and then went inside to watch tv. Guns everywhere. Some time goes by and I needed to use the bathroom so I went down the hallway where I was told and opened the door on the left (instead of the right. Was super high) and there was a baby in a crib. The dealer’s son. He was maybe 5 or 6 months old, dirty diaper sagging, face covered in dry food, and crying. I quickly located the problem. He’d dropped his binky. Gave it back. Then grabbed my friends and we left. We had no clue she had a kid. I went to the park nearby to sober up and then went home. Couldn’t forget about the kid so I ended up calling the cops a few days later and confessing everything. Left my friends out of it though. Turns out her and her bf weren’t caring for him at all and CPS took him away a few months later. I still see her around sometimes and feel so ashamed that I put myself in such a position. Teenagers can be really dumb.

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#3

when I was 10 Someone got sexually assaulted on the train. we left quickly, but i will be forever scarred.😳

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#4

Me and my friend were running away. Story: the principal said we were good he took us out in the wood 17 miles away from anywhere. We were in a cabin he offered us ice tea I noticed the ice cubes were weird and I told my friend it was poisonous. The principal heard us and pulled a gun out we ran out the door was locked we jumped thru a window ran of in the wood in winter until we stopped. He got us and kidnapped us until the police showed up because my phone had a tracker on it that my mom can see.

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#5

When my brother, sister, and I were young teens we lived with my father. He had to be gone for several weeks (yes, unheard of now, but not then). Our furnace was having some problems so my father thought it would be safer for us not to use it ( in the middle of a northern winter!) but to use the kitchen wood stove instead. Every night we would stoke the stove and go to bed. One night we must’ve gone overboard - and left something flammable nearby. I woke smelling smoke! I yelled at my sibs and had to pound on my sister’s door but we all got out. The kitchen was engulfed in flames! Couldn’t call the fire department! I got my brother and sister fetching pails of water from the barn while I tried to start the old car in the driveway. It started!! I raced down to the next farm , and making like Paul Revere, I pounded on the door and the man threw open his bedroom window to see what the noise was about. He got the fire department on the phone and hurried back with me. Together we had kept the fire from spreading out of the kitchen, and it was totally put out by the firemen when they got there - with only smoke damage in the rest of the house. . We were too scared to go to our rooms to sleep separately after that so we moved our blankets (lots of them!)
to sleep together in the living room. We did not call our father (he was not the kind to forgive us for the fire).. Neither did we light that stove again. It was extremely cold until somebody got our blown out windows boarded up. Our insurance man lived a few miles away from us and took care of getting a carpenter (the very same one who had done the earlier remodeling of our house!!) in to repair the damage before our father returned from his trip. Do you know what he said when he came in the door? “It smells like paint in here!”

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#6

When I learned my 3rd grade teacher had been fired from her 16th school. This was at the end of the first semester so we had a substitute teacher for 3 days, then another sub because the first one got sick. Second sub became one of my favorite teachers.

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#7

During a trip to the mall in the 80's with my Mom..We were waiting for the elevator. When the doors opened a man had another man at gunpoint. The man with the gun looked at us and said "Take the next one." We took the stairs instead.

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Chernobyl Guide
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2 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

How the hell do you get to the elevator with a person at gunpoint in the first place? Did he pull it out somewhere else and conceal it when they got into the mall?

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#8

I was at school in math class when i heard screeching tires which for somereason made my stomach churn. I told the teacher i didnt feel well and i needed to take a breather outside. i was so scared i hid in a tree because of the feeling i had. i was there for a long time! i was up there when i heard shouting in my class room, then BANG BANG. yea i escaped a school shooter

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#9

A massive fire happened at a factory close to my house and there were cans of gas which started exploding in massive fireballs, we thought it was bombs or something it was terrifying 😱 luckily no one was hurt but we left until the fire had got under control

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#10

me, my mom, and my 1-year-old sister went to New York. it was late and we were gonna meet up with some extended family to get into an airb&b. the uber dropped us off, so we were on a sketchy street with all of our luggage, a stroller, and 2 phones about to die. our family eventually did show up with the key. (after 2 hours)

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#11

During our stay in Wellington, New Zealand my husband and I were surprised by an earthquake. A minor one, but rather close, so the floor was trembling, the glassware shaking, the lights were playing funny. We KNEW that the correct behavior was to stay put and search for the best shelter inside the house (underneath a solid desk, in the bathroom, etc—ideally you should decide upon the best option in advance), yet we looked each other in the eye and without exchanging a word, ran outside, forgetting all the reasonable knowledge and being guided by panic and the flight instinct. We stopped just outside the door, briefly discussed the situation, and went back inside.

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#12

In the first apartment I lived in on my own, the guy below me felt asleep while cooking something. My bf at the time worked the night shift, so he was still sleeping and I had drag him out of bed.

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