Anons

It's actually pretty common considering which is fucking scary.
>mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/sudden-cardiac-arrest/symptoms-causes/syc-20350634
And yep my coworker is a total badass and I will always be in debt to him.

Kingston bridge or easterhoose user?

>9 years of Panic Attack disorder
>Completely destroyed my life, in all ways possible

I haven't had any horrible accidents or anything like that, but I did have an experience as a kid that fucked me up for a bit. My grandpa died when I was nine years old - he lived a difficult life, but he ended up passing away in his sleep.

A couple days later (I'm thinking this must have been just after the funeral), I was in the basement of my childhood home, grabbing this big tub of legos I had down there. I distinctly remember it being real silent down there. That was odd at the time, as with it being an unfinished basement, you could usually hear pipes creaking, the furnace stirring up, etc. I went to grab that bin of Legos, and I could hear his voice as if he were right next to my ear, saying "user, I'm fine. It's fine." I stood there for the longest time, and never ended up telling anyone in my family about it. You know how it goes in the movies; parents never believe when children say they've seen something.

Sorry it's a vanilla story, just wanted to contribute.

I saw a dude get raped under gun point when I was 15 and still lived in South Africa.
>middle of city
>one of the alleyways I used to walk through home from school
>hear loud yelling and screaming
>go around corner, see three dudes beating the fuck out of another dude who is on the ground with his pants off
>pretty sure he had been shot or stabbed in the leg because he was bleeding
>then the dude with a pistol just fucks him while the dude is screaming and crying
>I was just standing at the corner like wtf and then I ran the other way as fast as I could and took a long ass way home on the main street

Told my dad when I got home and he started picking me up after school everyday after that.

Benzos?

was sleeping in a haunted house , cellphones dont work there , even radio , no device has signal there
maybe its some electromagnetic fuckation which affects brains and you see and hear wicked shit

What car was it?

For months I had this feeling someone was going to smash in my bay window and I would have to shoot them. Finally last year that exact thing happened when my uncle had a psychotic break and started smashing out windows but entered through the bay window and started attacking my dog. I put a single round into him and he ended up only making it across the street before faling over and dying. Really bizarre shit happened like the night before I emptied the magazine and put hollow points in for no reason, and tightened bolts and screws on my doors.

Helen Street cut off
made the news at the time, they blamed the driver of the blue car, said she was drunk and driving on the wrong side of the motorway.
They also maintain there was an off duty cop who stopped, bullshit, there was no one there but me and my passengers

Also, they report there was only one officer in the car, there were 2.
when was the last time you saw a traffic police car with only one cunt in it?

shit. Spooky

how did your family react? You did the right thing user but just curious

Obvious shock. But I don't have much family so they literally didn't give a fuck. Had one family member bring me food and another helped pay for the damages thankfully but other than that not a word eas spoken about it. Not complaining, would rather it just be forgotten since I still deal with nightmares

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Where at in Florida you work? My pops is a union boss for IBEW and has been a lineman in Florida for several decades

I've seen a ton of 'fucked up' shit like a homeless guy stab another guy to death while I was sk8ng to work but I enjoy this thing the most:

was sitting in the town house I was renting with two friends (they're a couple, I basically had half the house to myself). There'd been some weird noises and sometimes the house would have these "cold spots". It seemed like classic signs of a "ghost" which I'm skeptical about.

In this closet was a bunch of random crap my roomates were storing, including one of those battery powered clapping monkeys with the symbols in its hands. You put a battery in, turn the switch on and it walks and claps and makes a racket.

So I am sitting there watching tv and I feel cold all of a sudden. Then I hear that monkey clapping, the tinny little cymbals crashing together. Didn't know wtf it was since I didn't even know about the monkey. I open up the linen closet and the monkey is standing there "staring" out silent. I pick it up and see the switch is turned off so I check the batteries. No batteries.

I hear ya, my buddy is a cop and had to shoot some black dudes that had busted into a house of women and were threatening to rape two of em while the third hid underneath a bed and called 911. He killed two of em and had to go on risperdal even though it's probably the most legit reason to kill someone I've ever heard of.

Wow man thats a good story to tell over afew beers, i hope you had a BBQ for the boys that saved ya

Buddy my whole life is fucked

Here I am 16

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What is it with linemen and heart problems? My neighbor was a lineman and he woke up dead one day. Heart just stopped.

Jon?

>woke up dead one day.

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>woke up dead
>woke up
>dead
Pick one