The Day I almost died

Hmm... there are couple of near death experiences that sticks to my mind. The first one would be when i was 6 or 7 and i was in the ocean holding on to my floating toy dolphin. Then that stupid dolphin slipped away from my grasp and i was left drowning in the ocean trying to get da dolphin and at the same time yelling "help" to japanese people but they didn't understand... The last thing I saw was my dad sprinting towards the shore.... after that, my dad had to go to the hospital cuz he ran on something sharp...

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Another one was 4 months ago ... i fell from a tree 15 to 20 meters high ( that may not sound high but if u try it for urself and look down...) cuz there was this sudden gust of wind that scared the **** out of me and i was holding on to some small branches at the time to maintain balance. But luckily I jumped from the branch i was standing on and grabbed the trunk and really burned my arms and legs from sliding down. The scratches took like 2 weeks to heal and i didnt climb a tree for a long while! Hey, i didn't come off clean but that was a pretty adrenaline-rush-ninja-monkey-like move!.....in my opinion :ninja:
 
- Got hit by a car that didn't see me.

-Dad was driving in the high mountain area's in Spain, He dropped his cigarette, he tried to pick it up as we were turning, a bus appeared out of nowhere and he took a sharp turn to avoid it. We reached the very edge of the road on the mountain and almost fell. I hit my head hard on the window and broke it.

- Choked on an Ice Cube. I was sucking on it and it went down my throat. I was suffocating for about 1 minute before it melted enough for it to slip through.

- I apparently stopped breathing once when I was 3 and was rushed to the hospital, but I don't remember that.
 
When I was about 11-12 I went to the beach with my cousins and my dad and brothers. I went out far looking for sand dollars when the current was trying to sweep my feet from under me =O, I was like " shitt! dad get ova here!" I dug my toes in to the sand as much as I could but i couldnt move an inch or give one or else id be pulled away and probly drown. My dad inched his way towards we and grabbed my arm pulled me to safety. He seemed to think I was joking from the look on his face >O
 
I think it was when I was 5 or something like that, my parents and I went to a friend's party. They had a pool, and well, I got a bit too curious. I got bored staying on the shallow end, so I tried going into deeper water. I almost drowned. I kept going under, then back up agian for a few seconds. I screamed help, but no one heard, even though there were adults everywhere. I think I went under once more, but I was too tired to try going up again. Luckily, my cousin saw me and dragged me back to shallow water. And damnit! My parents had no idea! And they were right there!!
 
Lawl.

The only times I've nearly died is on my bike, I'm a fucking danger to the suburb on my bike. -_-

So there was this one time were I was riding my bike and a Ute came outta no were and I crashed into it on my bike and done a tumble over the back of the Ute and landed on the ground. I was like 'Awwwwwwwwww shit, fucking owned'.

Then this one time were me and my friends were riding our bikes on a bridge (sorta like a highway but not a really packed highway) so we were riding in the middle and my friend made my laugh and then i swerved my bike to the right and went on the road with all these cars coming towards me, I nearly shit my pants. I had enough time to get off the damn road.

That's why I don't ride my bike anymore.
 
When I was a baby I was on the driveway and almost got ran over by a truck since he didn't see me, but my brother came to the rescue.
 
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