My son (when he was a baby) was choking on some food one day when it was just me and him. I was so young and afraid that I would lose him. It took me a minute to free the food from his throat. It still scares me to think of that.

When I knew I was going to be a Father.

It was when I was home alone and then I heard a scream. A loud scream. Really close to me. Maybe in the other room. I was like HOLY CRAP I went to the next room and there was nothing. I don't know what it was and I haven't found out yet.

When I realized that I had to make myself happy; I couldn't get that from other people. It's a startling, tough realization to come to for someone who sought out solace and self-worth in the form of the approval of others.

I was new to driving on ice and snow. It was raining and started to freeze and I didn't realize it. I was on the expressway. I went under a bridge, spun around three times, barely missed crashing into the abuttment and shot out the other side like a projectile and onto the berm with 3 or 4 other cars doing the same thing. This was 30 years ago and I still get the shakes if I know it is possible for freezing rains to occur when I need to travel on the expressway. I also won't speed or travel with people who speed, but this is another story!

Jumping off a balcony. Ive always had fear of falling to my death. But i knew when me and my friend got up there we were too high but we did it because we were being chased by someone. We didnt even look back to see who or what was chasing us.

When I fell off a speeding car (stupid 18 year old!). After I fell off, the car came within inches of running me right over. It all seemed to happen in slow motion and I was sure I was going to die.

Once I was swimming, at the beach. I was younger, and couldn't swim so well, so I was helped by mom. We were swimming out in the beach, and I started to go underwater! I remember almost dying, at least I think so. Someone helped get me back to consciousness, thankfully. Scary.

When I had sever car accident. I awoke five days later.And saw Family and Friends around me with worried looks in there eyes -- it was scary --the realization of what had happened to me...----ugh!====scary....

when i had the first of two siezures. i can't begin to describe what it's like to have no control of your body.

When I was eating a sugar cube and it got stuck in my throat. It blocked out my air way. I managed to dry heave it out. I still think of it saying to myself, what if I hadn't managed to get it out?

When I gave birth to my son...not only did it hurt and was traumatizing, I was struck with overbearing fear of "what do I do with this little baby now? How am I ever going to be a good mom?" Thank god it all passed.

As an adult: I was about 25 years old and living alone in an apartment. About 3am, I woke up to hear a noise at my door...a wood cracking kind of noise. I looked out my bedroom door and could barely see that my front door frame was being pried apart with ? which I assume was a crow bar or something. I had 4 very good locks, so I assume that's why they decided to try to get in that way, even with all the noise. I collected, and also sold, pistols and revolvers (I had a BATF permit) so I had about 6 weapons around, 2 of them loaded. I called 911 from the bedroom and told them to hurry. The main door was about 25 feet from my bedroom door. I flipped the living room light on so I could see what was happening and I could see that in about a minute or so the frame would be cracked and whoever was out in the hall would be able to come in. I thought about whether to yell at them (I could hear 2-3 male voices talking) or what to do. I decided to fire 2-3 shots (I fired 2 and that did the trick) into the bottom of the door about 10-12" up from the bottom to scare them off. I am sure I hit one, because one of them yelled out and there was also a small blood trail on the carpet outside the door that we saw later. You never heard 3 pairs of feet (there were 3 I could see running to their car parked out on the street through my living room window) run so fast! My heart was racing, my ears were ringing like mad (it is very loud when you fire a .45 caliber gun in a closed room and have no ear protection) I was sweating, and felt like I was going to faint. The room was filled with smoke from the gunpowder. I sat on the sofa and heard the siren in about 2 minutes. Of course the car with the 3 burglars was long gone by then. I gave my story to the police and they had an EMS crew check me to be sure I was OK. My blood pressure was way up, but otherwise I was OK. I called my parents and they came and got me and I stayed at their place that night. The next day my father, who owned the apartment building, put in security doors and a very secure door on my apartment with 2 deadbolts and also locks on the windows. This happened in a really "good" neighborhood. The guys were never caught, but it made the newspaper. I was sure I could defend myself, but when the adrenaline gets in your system it sure makes aiming with a "steady" hand and trying to breathe right, so you make accurate shots almost impossible unless you have been trained with "close quarters" police type simulations. Pretty scary to me. More so than even my time overseas in the military which was about 5 years before this happened.

The moment my mom was seconds away from dying. She was trying to kill herself. She had taken a whole handful of sleeping pills. With no hope she would survive all I could do was pray. I cried, so scared for my mother's life. She kept on going on, "Please take care of you little sister for me" I would plead, "No, Mom! Don't go!" It was THE scariest moment of my life. She fell asleep. I panicked. Shaking her, trying to wake her back up. I kept doing this until eventually her eyes flickered open. She said, "I'm fine." Of course, I did not believe her, seeing what had just happened, but had to trust her. While she slept I kept a very close eye on her breathing. It was such turmoil watch her chest rise and fall... wondering which one was going to be the last. I'm now living with my mom, a whole year later. She is very healthy and what had happened so long ago, seems like it happened just yesterday. So vivid, so much thought and memory. It still haunts whenever I see her take her daily vitamins. But now I know she is healed, and eventually, I will too.

Its a tossup. The first was when I was in the middle of a suicide bombing in Jerusalem in 97'. People were blown up all over the place, blood flowing in the streets, and I was standing there with my Grandparents who were on their first visit to Israel. Moving in the right direction before the next bomb, and then going back to find my sister was extremely scary. Unlike in the States, here in Israel people are buried without a coffin, in a shroud. In Jerusalem, people are buried as soon as possible, even at night to ensure bodies are not left overnight. I was at a midnight funeral with my Dad when I was ten, and there was just the body, a group of people and the torch light, it freaked me out.

When 15 armed "men" walked into my office last year and held a gun to my head and to my mom's head, demanding all teh money we had in the office. They beat us up and left. This was the middle of the day! It was terrifying.

Well it is kinda hard to talk about but when I was 19 this I had this problem with this guy because of drugs it's a long story but he thought I owed him somthing so one day he knocked me out locked me up in his garage and stole my car and my phone. I was in their for 2 weeks with only a toilet, sink and dried up ramon noodles. He came in one day with a 22 shot gun and told em if I didn't screw him he would kill me so he raped me with a 22 to my head and the I kicked him in the nuts and ran as far as i could and went to the cops he is now in jail for life.

When I was told that my wife had about six months to live. She had cancer and lived 11 months. She died Thanksgiving Day,1999.

When I was in the car with my nana and she was drunk. She pulled over on a hill, got out of the car and the car started rolling backwards. The door hit her, she fell on the ground and thank god I knew how to stop the car from rolling backwards. I really thought I was going to die. That was on my birthday too. I was scared for my life.

I was 33 years old working for a Police department in Florida. During the day shift I began to feel weak and numb throughout my feet and legs and very weak in my arms. I had no idea what was happening. I got off work that day and went to a training class that night and felt very strange from head to toe. I could not even hold onto a pen to write. I went to the hospital that night with the fear in my soul that I never felt in my entire life. Within a few short hours I was unable to stand-up, move or breath on my own I was on complete life support in the Intensive Care unit. The attending physician walked in and after reviewing my signs and symptoms along with all the testing they did, I was diagnosed with Gillium Barre Syndrome which is a rare illness that attacks the auto immune system and eats the mylon sheath that coveres your nerves. Only about 2 in 200,000 people contract the illness. I was completely paralyzed for 2 months. I had to learn to speak, write, and walk all over again. After I was out of thre hospital a few months I went back to work at my department as a communications officer and began a workout program. I was back on the road within a year. It took me about one year and a half before I fully recovered and gained my strength back. I'm 45 years old now and feel great.

Probably my first near death experience, I was at work inbetween to semi trailers and one began to move forward at an angel, you know how in some of those movies the walls start to come togther to squish you? Well I was in that same scenario, well it scared the hell out of me. Being squished between two semi trailers is not the way you want to go out of this world, because it doesn't happen as quick as you would think or like.

I almost died from choking on candy.

When my Dad had a heart attack and I was 60 miles away. You feel dead helpless, not being able to help, regardless of whether you could have done something if you were there or not. You also feel a bit guilty for not being there. Thankfully he recovered but there have been several episodes since with similar but unrelated symptoms. (He had an uncharacteristic presentation). On a lighter note, as the comdeian Peter Kay says, there is nothing like the moment of panic you feel when you get your head or finger trapped in something. He's right. I was in Berlin last summer and tried on one of those Nike compression training tops, very tight, made of spandex or something, designed to wick sweat and heat away. But I couldn't get the damn thing off, and the more I struggled the more panicky I got. Obviously I was scared I would rip it in the process which would make things evern worse. In the end I bought one the next size up.

When I was 18 years old, a guy asked me out on a date. He worked in the gas station where I went to all the time and that's really the only way I knew him. We went out to dinner and then back to his place to watch a movie. We didn't do anything sexual, in fact, I didn't even kiss him because I pretty much knew I didn't want a second date with this guy. The next morning a couple of detectives came to my door saying they had some questions for me and that I had to go with them. (Remember, I'm only 18). They started asking me all these questions about my date with the guy the previous night. Turns out he attempted to masturbate with a plastic bag over his head after I left and suffocated himself to death. I was the last one to see him alive. Talk about panic! I thought I was going to the chair!!!!

When my three week old son almost died.

When my son (18 months old then) had a febrile seizure(fever seizure). I thought he was gonna die. Then the next day his twin sister hung herself on the mini blinds string. Thank goodness I checked on her(she was supposed to be napping)I must of walked in right after it happened, she was hanging about an inch off the floor, I got her out and luckily all that happened was she had a bruise around her neck.No more mini blinds in the house after that.

My dad had a mild heart attack two years ago but he never coded or anything. It was very mild thankfully. Having read some of the answers on here I feel very heartbroken at some of the things I have read people have gone through. My heart goes out to you all.

One of them was when I was about three and was held by my ankles over a cliff by my father (turned out he wasn't, thank God!) because he'd had another fight with my mother who finally had the gumption to say she thought they should split up.

When I was falling through the air before I got my concushion.

When I was little my brother and I snuck out of the house to get a soda down the street and when we were out this car started up and chased us around and I had to hide behind a dumpster and move with the car as it slowly circled the dumpster so it couldn't see me...when the car fully passed the dumpster I ran like hell back to my house...I had nightmares for years.

When the girl who loved told me that we were too different. I was scared she was going to leave me, and she did...

growing up

being alone.it sucks cause i dont have 2 many friends or family anymore.

I just had one of them. I've always had this really big fear of aliens (since I was like 5) and it used to be REALLY bad but every since 6th grade or so I've gotten used to ignoring weird noises that sound alien-like. Well, there is this part of my room that I can't see from where I lay in my bed (my room is shaped like oklahoma so I can't see the pan-handle part if that helps you understand.)And so I heard a noise while I was reading on my bed comming from there and just told myself, "it's just some random noise" or something while imagines of aliens appearing are flashing threw my mind, when all of a sudden I SEE SOMETHING COMMING FROM AROUND THE CORNER! Omg I nearly pissed my pants. It was just a balloon I had gotten from my birthday that moved since the air turned on, but at first glance I thought my neightmare had finally come true.

i remember one night i was so far into my sleep...all of a sudden i feel something near me...when i open my eyes i see this shadow in front of me...when my eyes got used to the dark i realized it was my boyfriend watching me slepp. i have never forgot that night...he was so offended. LMFAO

when my eldest daughter had an anaphylactic reaction to green ants when we lived in QLD, AUS and nearly died on ipswich motorway ambo's had to stop and call intensive care paramedics. she even stopped breathing and nearly died, hence the reason we no longer live in QLD coz they told us if she got bitten again she might not be so lucky

I was with 6 others and we had about 25 enemy soldiers coming at us and we were very outnumbered. It was VERY scary.

"Sweetie, I missed my period." Holy crap, was that scary! Yes, it was. No, I am not a daddy, thank God.

Actually I had 4 scariest moments of my life, all dealing with shots fired at me. I'll describe one, I recieved a shots fired call in a wooded area in Tampa Fl. Upon arrival I did not observe any activity, my back-up officer arrived and we began to search the area. Within a few minutes we heard loud sharp crack sounds and be both saw bark flying off of trees next to us and dirt flying up into the air several feet away. Mutiple shots continued as we ran back to the patrol cars took cover behind them. I unlocked my car door secured my AR-15 .223 assault rifle and prepared to return fire with it. We called for additional units to respond but the shots ceased and no sign of anyone around. After other units arrived a detailed search of the area revealed multiple .308 brass casings and some live .308 rounds on the ground approx; 150 yards into the wooded area. No officers were injured and no unfortunately one was apprehended.

I was determined to go to a party that was out of town. It was in the winter and a snow storm, ice storm, and hail storm had occurred. The roads were basically a solid sheet of ice. I attempted to drive to my destination very carefully and was fine until I attempted to cross an ice covered bridge. The bridge crossed a navigational channel. Cars were stopped but I decided to cross. When I hit the bridge I did three donuts. I had no control over my car. I covered my eyes, let go of the wheel, and just slid. I was sure I would crash through the concrete barrier and plummet to the channel below. Thank GOD I did not. Once I was on the other side of the bridge I had to pull over. My knees were shaking and my heart was racing. After I regained my composure I made my way to the party. Turns out the party sucked. LOL

When my 3 day old daughter (she was 6wks premie, I was barely 18) stopped breathing shortly after I got her home from the hospital. Turns out that she had a bacterial infection in her blood (I had a severe bladder infection, which sent me into early labor). She went to a different hospital than the stupid one that sent her home weighing only 4lbs 6ozs, and said that while she had gotten dusky once, she was well enough to go home, and stayed for 10 days.

G'day Nuclearkitten, Thank you for your question. The scariest moment of my life was the Canberra bushfires of 2003. I was lucky in that the fires didn't come too close but it was pretty scary. Regards

my brother who lived in hostel away from us for more than 6 years, came home, and i realized that he lost one of his legs and he put it as a secret from us. and i only came to know about it accidentally. got up in the midnight and realised its only my dream. but could not stop literally crying all night and the following day. i love him so much. really i still can not forget that and it is scariest to yet.

my brother who lived in hostel away from us for more than 6 years, came home, and i realized that he lost one of his legs and he put it as a secret from us. and i only came to know about it accidentally. got up in the midnight and realised its only my dream. but could not stop literally crying all night and the following day. i love him so much. really i still can not forget that and it is scariest till date.

Me my brother and about eight of his mates - we were doing commandos in someones garden - what we did was we'd pretend we were soilders and we'd go into peoples gardens takes the stuff and put it in there front garden and would egg there windows and then eventually knoick on the door and run - but this one time we did it to a house we did most of the times and a man came out - ran after us and we ended up on a feild (this is all at night time too so it was pitch black) next minute a friggin bull comes charging after us - i was almost pissing me self - then we jumped over a fence into another feild got chased by cows then we eventually got to a farm house and the farmer came out and shot at us with his shotgun and almost hit my brother - we ran onto the main road almost got ran over and if that wasn't scary enough - we ended up in a wood(forest) and i could have sworn i seen someone perving on us or it looked like someone it could have been a ghost - we all ran as fast as we could through the park and out in the town. That was very scary when i was there - quite funny now but the ghost i seen was saw by all of us so something was there and the fact that it was almot pitch black it was even scarier. I had great times when i was eight!

Directly before a car accident, when you realise that theres nothing you can do to avoid it or lessen the impact.

when i got rushed into hospital for an emergency operation. i was terrified i wouldnt wake up. its was horrible and when my dad had an heart attack this year. they were the scariest times of my life

childbirth

Boarding a plane to fly home from Hong Kong on September 13th 2001.

Probably when I had an accident and rolled my jeep down a steep embankment. Thank goodness I had a roll bar and was wearing my seat belt.

I was at home by myself when i was 11... i was washing the dishes so that my mom wouldn't have to whenever she got home... i had my hand in a glass and it broke... cutting my wrist really deep... Blood was going every where... i called my moms work and her cell and i couldn't get ahold of her or anyone eles... i was freaking out so bad... I remember everything going all fuzzy and then i remember seeing my uncles face... next thing i know i was in a hospital bed with my wrist having 37 sitches in it...

when I was out of a job for 2 months with mounting creditcard late payments

for me it was april 26 2004 my 20th birthday i just had a baby 1 month and 26 days before. i mean i could literally feel myself dieing. i already knew something was wrong with me a day after i had my son but it wasnt as bad. all i started with was like a cramping feeling under my rib cage on my right side. It got so bad that anything i ate i had to make myself throw it up just to stop the pain. everything i ate and everything i drank. the day i went into the hospital i could feel myself getting weaker so i told my boyfriend that i had enough that i couldnt take it anymore i just started crying from all the pain. and they gave me an ultrasound only reason how they found the problem is because while i was in the room where they was doing the ultrasound it was hurting again. but this time worser. then i pointed to it and she took the lil instrument and put it on top of my gallbladder sure enough i had a gallstone that was about the size of a golf ball that was blocking my gallduct( which is the tubelike thing that connects the gallbladder to the liver.). well right then the nurse already told me that i was lucky i came in when i did that if i waited another week that my son would of not had a mother. then a doctor came in and told me i had to have the surgery. first they wanted to take and suck the stone out with a long black rubber tube they stuck some spray into my mouth to numb my throat and told me it would keep me from swollowing my tongue. then they put me under anestsia which i woke up almost the very end only reason i woke up is because they hit my lips pulling the tube out leaving me with a big fat lip its how they determined that i was not very exceptable to the anestisia . so during my surgery they upped the dose thinking it would work but in the middle of all i woke up. seeing him pulling something out of me . i watched them take my gallbladder and my gallduct out reason i didnt freak is cause they also gave me volumes because i was freaking out getting scared before the surgery. then they gave me another dose of the anestisia and then i woke up in my bed in the hospital room . i could see the cuts on my belly. they itched alot with the stiches they gave me.

When my mom underwent operation. I was just in high school then, and I was so afraid that I might lose her.

When my son was missing and then when my husbands illness was diagnosed. This last four years have been really scary.

meeting josh for the first time. haha

skidding my motorbike into a minivan, both of us doing 60-70mph

I was in the store, and my daughter wandered off, and when I kept calling she didnt respond........I was looking everywhere about have a nervous breakdown, and finally a lady said is she wearing a pink jacket, she is watching cartoons over there in electronics... I just prayed it was my girl, and cried, and nagged at her for disapearing... One of these days she will understand that she is precious, and I dont want anybody to take her... not even on dates when she is old enough :)

When my daughter was airlifted to a trauma center after a car accident.

When my dad was rushed to hospital for the first time, i was ten, he wasn't breathing, he was later diagnosed with cancer. However, only after numerous other ambulance journey's to hospital.

Flying out of Montreal into a micro burst on Air Canada Boeing 747. We were rained on, hailed on, struck by lightening twice and the roughest rides I ever had. We really never got above it until we were ready to land in Toronto.

My oldest daughter started having violent convulsions one night when she was about 3. It turned out to be a fever of 107 that had come very rapidly, in spite of being on tylenol and motrin. I have never felt so scared and helpless in all my life. Posting Comment...

i broke up with ma first g.f.a week ago,now evryhthin running in ma lyf is terrifying.

the one time fire really suprised me. I was trying to start a fire to burn yard waste and cardboard. virtualy everything was in 2 really big boxes on the burn spot. it was raining so it would take some accellerant (gas) to get it going. there was a metal automotive ramp for changing oil on top of one as a weight because the day before it had been really windy I have played with fire (controled/appropriate... not pyromania) so much in my life that I have a really good understanding and control of it. I poured about half to a full cup of gas in each box which much should have soaked into the debris slowing it's burn rate. however my experience with water and accelerants was virtualy nonexistent, I suspect the rain not only prevented the gas from soaking into the debris, but forced the gas to spread further giving it a greater surface area (with flamable liquids, surface area is where fire occurs) keeping my body below the hight of the rim of the box I reached over and used a BBQ lighter to light it http://www.rvwholesalers.com/catalog/images/T/03-0287-01.jpg !!!!!!WOOOMP!!!!!! an unexpectedly large ammount (like 3-5 times what I expected) of air/vapor mix ignited all at once. what I call a concussion wave shook the house 20 feet away. the metal auto ramp landed 10 feet away (what I think was 2-3 seconds after the shockwave) I was in automatic response mode for what seemed like 5 seconds. my entire conciousness was executing the command "keep your head down, protect the neck, run away" about 10 seconds after this ended I realized that I had closed my airway at the back of my throat and had not yet resumed breathing (just had to choose to breath, not like wind knocked out or anything) ... this is a good thing because it means if I am ever caught in a flash over type fire I am more likely to survive because my instinctive response is the correct one... your skin will have no problem resisting a split second flash of flame... your lungs however are much more delicate.

Looking for my son when he was lost.

One of the times was when someone pointed a gun at me while I was stopped at a red light.

Day I lost my daughter. Most people think sadness is the only thing you feel, but there is an overwhelming sense of fear that comes with it too. +5

falling inlove to a merrid man

getting robbed at gunpoint 9 (it was a assult rifle).

Feeling real love

When my dad almost died and when I realized I would not be with the love of my life.

The first time I knew that a sniper was aiming specifically at ME, as opposed to just any old target of opportunity.

A toss-up: nearly fell off a 300 foot cliff while solo rock climbing in '86 and foiled an attempted rape, risking my own safety big time in '99. [firearms were a factor in each!] ;-)

Well, not too exciting, but I was in this old warehouse, and there was a shelf that was 15 feet high or so, and it had large glass panes on them (probably 10 feet by 4 feet or something, and two of them fell right over me and smashed over my skull. Thankfully just a few cuts. My thick skull absorbed most of the shock I'm guessing :P

12 years ago I awoke at 12:00pm, meaning to tinkle, to an overwhelming darkness that had blackened my room. Its thickness was so great that the nightlight couldn’t pierce it. Even the windows were blotted out. A single set of burning, loathing red eyes blinked into existance just above my feet in front of the television. I Immediately recognized who stood before me; the very Prince of All that is Evil had made a personal visit. I nearly had a full-blown seizer. Like all children do in these situations; I covered ,my head with the blanket hoping he would leave. Instead Satan untucked the other end and reached in. His arm was long and bony; tipped with a clawed hand of equal build. With it he touched my right kneecap. How I was able to see this is questionable. The blanket did no good so I braved coming out from under it. A voice of hellish baritone came from beneath the eyes. The devil might've said something like… “Come to me…Come with me…Worship me.” But, he couldn’t make it out clearly enough. Just before it could get any worse; I had passed out only to wake up to a beautiful morning with the sun shining through one window. Glancing around I noticed nothing out of the ordinary. Lastnight's ordeal was accepted as a mere nightmare. It wasn’t over yet; for just above, to the right, of my big closet shown a light whose brightness rivaled the sun. From it materialized the head of Jesus Christ. His blue eyes were loving, caring and kind. He spoke to me saying “I put you out to save your eyes from the sight of what I did to Satan as punishment for his attempt to capture your soul.” I was too awed for words. “Your night light will no longer be needed; for my father will keep all monsters and demons away; Even from your dreams. I promise.” Christ disappeared after that. I haven’t had a single nightmare since despite his love of horror movies. The promise continues to be kept. A few years afterward I accepted my hero into my heart and became a Christian.

Getting dragged towards a car by two men in a parking lot.

Until 2007 it was the earthquake in Naples, Italy on Nov. 23 1980. Back in 2007 my reflux issues were at their worst. I used to wake up with my stomach contents all the way up in my sinus cavities. One night in particular I could not clear my airways for what felt like an eternity. I thought I was a goner.

I don't really talk about my most scary moment, but second to that, my ex getting arrested for murder... I was very scared for him.

being born. next scariest moment. dying.

I'm in some scary territory right now.

The first time I heard the sound of bullets whizzing by my head. But then, it's the one you never hear that gets you. (Not exactly true but a snappy line.)

When my son was missing for three days.

When I was 12 I was chased thru the woods by a guy with a hatchet..it was certain death for me I know it. I got away, they never found the guy,and the police thought I was making up the whole thing.

Getting shelled in January 1991. +5

The night a guy wacked out on meds and drink mistook me for his ex and pulled a knife and held it on my throat. We were in a public bar. It took several perople to talk him down. I just knew he was going to cut me from ear to ear. He was arrested just a few blocks from the place and admitted to it all. He is still in prison. Got 6 years for it. I have had others that were pretty scary but this topped them all, the feel of the blade on my neck is something I will never forget. They only thing I could think of was the blade and my pulse against it. I had to have counseling for this. I still have nightmares every now and then.