Top 5 Times I Almost Died

Note I tried to be as accurate as I could regarding the dates, although I am sure some of them are slightly off.

#5 June 6th, 1997 : I was at an Armenian picnic at the local park. It must have been somebody’s birthday. Me and the other Armenian youths went to play a game of soccer. When we finished we made our way back. We had to cross a small street where a motorcyclist was waiting for us to cross so that he could go. I was the last to cross and I had the soccer ball. As I was crossing I was just tossing the ball in the air and catching it. My last toss was just terrible, it went right behind me. Instead of just letting it go I ran back to catch it not really paying attention to the motorcyclist. I guess the idiot thought I crossed the street and not really paying attention either he hit the gas. Anyway as you can imagine, he ran me over. I didn’t realize what happened, all I knew was that something hit me really hard and I was on the ground and my leg hurt like hell. The guy stopped to see if I was okay. Me, for some reason wanting to act all tough in front of the Armenian girls, jump up like nothing is wrong and say “oh I’m fine, no problem, doesn’t hurt at all” and the guy apologizes and rides off. One girl comes up to me and says “what the hell is the matter with you, the guys’ motorcycle drove over one of your legs and you say you’re okay?” I was like “really? He actually drove over one of my legs? Awesome!” She looks at me and says “You’re an idiot” and walks away. I limp back to my parents. That night I couldn’t sleep at all because of the pain in my leg. But I guess it wasn’t broken because I never went the doctor and it never hurt again. But that was close.

#4 December 12th, 1995. It was winter and we lived on a second floor and we had a balcony. So There I was on the balcony leaning over for some reason I don’t remember anymore. Anyway I must have leaned over too far because I fell from the balcony and landed on my back. Good thing it snowed a lot during the night so there was a lot of cushion otherwise I would have surely broken my back. But it was still very painful.

#3 October 22nd 1991: Returning home after school I was being chased by two bullies who always picked on me. Running like crazy I was crossing the bridge when all of a sudden my backpack got caught on the rail causing me to swing against the railing where I received a puncture wound to my temple from a rusty nail that was sticking out. I was bleeding all over as I made my way home. When I got home my hysterical mother and my always calm grandfather drove me to the clinic where I was stitched up. The doctor said that had the nail wounded my slightly deeper I would have died.

#2 July 12th, 1996: I’m at some educational type summer camp in Kansas. It’s the weekend so they take us all to some kind of water park. At this water park there is this huge ass pool that has artificial waves so it acts like the ocean or something. Now at that time I couldn’t swim at all, and my friend at the camp couldn’t swim either. So we decided to get some kind of an inflatable boat thing where we sit and float in this huge pool. While we are floating, another friend of ours, this huge fat dude swims towards us and without even asking starts to climb into our inflated boat. We tell him to stop but it’s too late. The fat bastard tips the boat over and the next thing I know is that me and my friend are drowning. Really drowning. I am underwater I can’t swim I am tugging at him he is tugging at me and we are seriously drowning. In a minute we get saved by none other than our fat friend who put us in the water in the first place. He pulls us into the boat again and we are safe. Then he wants us to thank him for saving our lives. What an asshole.

#1 September 11th 2001: No I wasn’t in New York nor at the pentagon. On the morning of 9/11 after dropping off my sister at school I made a right turn on a street going east with the sun so bright that all I can see was white I couldn’t see anything at all. Instead of slowing down for safety I just kept going even though I knew there is a traffic light in front of me, hoping its green I keep going, I was wrong. It was a red light and the cars were crossing, crossing fast, as I barely managed to drive right through them. Amazingly I didn’t hit anybody, however had there been a second of a difference I would surely have died.