Let's hear the most terrifying thing that ever happened to you. Here's mine, it's a bit gruesome, so it's definitely not for the faint of heart.
So, this happened around a year ago, and I can still remember it vividly. I was at home, sick, while the rest of my family was grocery shopping. I started to feel a bit better, and got up to go play with my cat, because she seemed a bit worried about me. So I found her little toy on the string, and started playing. Y'know, that game where the cat tries to snag the toy, but pull it up just in time? Well I was playing that game, and then swung my arm up too fast and high. Above my head was a ceiling fan, the type with the glass light on the bottom. The glass they used for that light is at least an inch and a half thick. Anyways, my hand hit the glass, and I heard shattering glass. My cat ran away, but I bent down on one knee and covered the back of my head with my hands. As pieces of glass fell all around me, I suddenly felt an incredibly sharp pain in my hand. I got up, and looked at my hand, to see a piece of glass had impaled it right through. I limped (another piece of glass had gone loosely into my leg, but fell out.) to the sink, pulled the piece of glass out of my hand, turned on the cold water, put my hand under it, and proceeded to go unconscious. My family came home to see broken glass and a trail all over the room, the tap running on high, and me, showing no signs of life, with a cut leg and a hole in my hand. I obviously scared them badly, but I came to pretty quickly. The scary part of this incident, was the fact I put my hands over the part of the head, at the back, where theres a little soft spot, between the neck and skull. If I hadn't had the presence of mind to do that, my family would've come home to an even worse story.
That's the scariest thing that ever happened to me.
Yeah, but I was running on adrenaline and instinct there, it didn't even hurt to pull the shard out of my hand, or when I got it in my hand. It hurt alot afterwards, when I came to.
Directly through, it impaled my right hand, gave me two cuts my left hand (I had one hand over the other, and it went through the fingers on my left hand), and only poked my neck. It was incredibly sharp, sharper than a knife, due to the way it broke.
Geez! I cringe just thinking about it! What was your first thought when you saw it? Also, did anything happen to the cat? Did the cat come to you to see what was wrong after you passed out? I'd think he would've at least gone to see what had happened afterwards.
The cat ran away straight away, practically before the glass even broke, and when I saw the glass, I didn't really think anything, I was just running on willpower to live, I couldn't think at all at that time. As for the cat, I'm not too sure what she did when I passed out, shes still a bit scared of that room though.
The cat got away unscathed, thankfully. And actually, seeing as the glass was sharp enough that it could've killed me, and the cat didn't get hurt, I'd say I was real lucky that day. I'd rather get glass through my hand and nearly die than have a cat get poached right before my eyes. Not to mention, I survived.
