When I had a real fight with my dad... :/
He got really hurt.

Probably during my dad's last week of his life.

It all started one night, 5 years ago.
Me and my older sister were playing Kingdom Hearts 2, laughing and just hanging out.
My dad came upstairs and got some pizza off the stove and told us to get ready
for bed. We promised we'd finish one last level, then we'd go to bed.

While we were playing, we heard 4 loud thumps, followed by "GOD DAMNIT."
My sister and I were used to our dad swearing alot, knowing he watches football
and all, so we just mocked what he said and continued playing.

Once we finished, I wanted to say goodnight to my dad, so I tried to open the basement door, but it was locked. Being the little sneak I was, I took the key I
knew my mom was trying to hide from us from the bathroom, and unlocked the door.

I opened, and saw him on the floor. I ran down and asked him if he was ok, but all he
said was "Step on my back for me," so I did. After helping him with his back pain, I
noticed a huge softball-sized bump on the back of his head. That scared me.

I ran upstairs and called my mom, who was working at the moment, and said "Dad's
acting weird, he has a bump on his head, please come home!" My older sister didn't
know what had happened, so she took the phone from me in the middle of my frantic
speech and told my mom that I was just freaking out.

Luckily, my mom got the message that something's up. She came home and stayed
downstairs for a while. I wanted to check up on them, and when I opened the door,
my mom was crying and said "Can we have some alone time, please?" I got scared
about my father's health, and *tried* to go to sleep. When I woke up that morning,
I went to my mom in her bedroom and said "We should check up on dad."

So she did, and I waited for a few minutes, until she came running up the stairs in
shock and called 911. "She noticed the bump on his head," I thought, and soon, while
I was watching everything go on outside with the ambulance lights, the paramedics
came to take him to the hospital. I remember hearing that he puked
blood on the carpet downstairs.

He was in the hospital for about a week. He was put on an automatic breathing
machine, and every day that week, my extended family would visit him.
He started to get fluid in his lungs, and his brain had major damage (They had to
remove the personality part of his brain), so my mom thought that it was his time.

We took him off the machine. That was it. The scariest moment of my life.

The service was short, my cousins treated the place as if it was a playground.
My teachers showed up, even some friends of my friends showed up.
Everyone felt so bad for my family, knowing he died when I was only 12.

wow man that is sad... i hope your over it and look into the future.

I was in 6th grade, around 12 years old when this happened. My school bus used to come right into the school ground to pick us up. We raced for bus seats because it was hell standing in the bus for twenty minutes.

It was a usual day, bell rang and we all ran towards the bus. The bus did not completely stop yet but the doors were open. So, these little 4th graders tried to make into the bus. There were three of them, two boys and a little girl. The boys were pretty aggressive and they pushed the little girl. The girl fell under the bus. (the bus still hadn't stopped)

I was standing closest to the bus, I could have got the girl out of there. But instead I got scared to death and turned myself away and grabbed my head in fear. I peeked behind and I saw the bus's back tyre crushing the girl's torso, going straight over her. I don't know who picked her up a few seconds later. Her body was completely bended, tongue out and eyes open.

I fell ill and didn't go to school for a week. The worst part was the nightmares that followed this accident. I used to get nightmares so severe I'd rip my bedsheet with bare hands in sleep. They eventually got less scary and around 10th grade I used to have them rarely.

what ?!
does the news got into tv?

Nope. It was a small town, plus the school didn't want attention so they suppressed the matter quickly. (It's the downside of living in a developing country.)

Did the school got charged?

Why didn't you or anyone yell at the driver? And why would she get pushed under the bus and get backed over if the door is at the front unless the front tires backed over her?

Still sucks :/

I don't know much , but i think this is the most intense story in my life.

7 months ago , I was traveling to Singapore with school (there was a homestay program , children can choose whether want to go or no). It was fun . Later then when we were going home , the plane got delayed , there's a big storm. Somehow the plane started to fly after two hours. On the half of the journey , there was a big lightning , my seat was near the windows. We all hear the sound of engine failing ( the classic airplane sound is getting slower and slower , it when dead) . There was a rollercoaster feeling on that time , we realized that the plane is going down. I was scared of my life . But after stressful 2 minutes , the engine started again . The freaking pilot was like "sorry for the inconvenience. We manage to control the plane." What the hell. I was scared of heights since then.

I guess I'll sleep and use headphones on my next flight.

Holy shit Trocher that is scary :c