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Updated 8 years ago,June 12, 2017
1.
His intestines just fell out everywhere like if you had a bag of spaghetti and cut the side open.
Drinksfartsformoney
2.
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I saw his head splatter right open.
I was right on the street that it happened and there were little chunks of brain flying at me.
AloominArtyyyyy
3.
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He exploded in a cloud of dust and goo.
Watched our terp in Afghanistan jump directly on a dismount-aimed IED.
They have little wood to make trellises, so they mount up clay to about 3-4 feet high.
These make great bullet-stoppers, by the way.
Straight down, then straight back up in a cloud of dust and goo.
Rogerthegrayalien111
4.
It was bad, she was decapitated, and the smell was something I will never forget.
Saw a pedestrian get hit by a tractor trailer.
It was bad, she was decapitated, and the smell was something I will never forget.
justahermit
5.
I saw a man stoned to death.
When I was in the Peace Corps in Ghana, I saw a man stoned to death.
He had stolen a taxi in a nearby city and brought it to the village I was staying in.
The villagers ganged up on him and stoned him in the street.
Men, women and children all participated.
It was a very strange, surreal experience, and horrifying.
None of the volunteers knew what to do.
All the peace corps volunteers in the village received counseling to process.
Its been over 10 years and I still think about that day often.
Name Withheld
6.
His throat and face were practically cut open; his chest was just tomato juice.
We cant shoot because him and McLaughlin are constantly shifting positions and we dont want to shoot McLaughlin.
But McLaughlin wasnt listening and was just screaming all this shit like Fuck you, you goddamn gook!
and all this other shit at the top of his lungs so he couldnt hear me.
I still cant shoot because McLaughlin is blocking my view.
I can see the NVA soldiers hangs gouging at McLaughlins eyes though.
McLaughlin just starts stabbing like with so much rage and venom and is screaming like a madman.
The NVA soldier is screaming too.
By this time another group of guys had come into the hut with all the commotion.
His throat and face were practically cut open; his chest was just tomato juice.
Even I couldnt look at it for more than a few seconds.
McLaughlin ended up being a total nutcase and I think that one killing really messed him up.
Storm survived though he never came back to Vietnam.
No idea what happened to either of them after Vietnam.
Hillbilly_Heaven
7.
I stood in shock for a few seconds and then walked over to him.
There was a small stream of blood going from his head towards the curb.
Maybe 30 seconds later, a few policemen and my supervisor came running around the corner and took over.
The moment I heard that, I was fine.
It was like it never happened….Seeing it bothered me.
It was weird how much less when I found out just who and what he was.
Human, too, of course… but the mind likes to categorize.
Northsidebill1
8. mom and dad were cooling off after an argument.
My dad was giving me lunch in my highchairI was almost 3 years old.
My mom was in another room of the house and was giving my dad the silent treatment.
I had a strange fascination with death after that.
I would have panic attacks and have what I believe were psychogenic seizures.
Id just blackout when I thought about death too much.
ak51388
9.
His upper body was dangling down and his lower half was trapped in the mangled metal.
I was going to the airport to pick up my wife.
As we pass one of the parking lots the car in front of me slams on its brakes.
I throw up my arms like, wtf.
At that point, my eight-year-old daughter says to me, Daddy, that plane just crashed.
I immediately pulled over and told my daughter to wait in the car.
I bolted out and headed towards the crash.
A handful of people were in the vicinity kind of in shock.
I have some first responder training and felt like I had to help if I could.
I was the first one to approach the crash.
The plane was upside down and there was airplane fuel everywhere.
Cars were smashed all around it.
I foolishly stood in fuel as I assessed the situation.
Im not proud of that.
The first person I saw must have been the pilot.
His upper body was dangling down and his lower half was trapped in the mangled metal.
I yelled out to him, Can you hear me?
Do you need help?
I moved the other side of the plane where I saw the second person.
A woman, handcuffed, dangling much in the same way as the pilot.
She was also dead.
As a peeked my head around the crumpled metal I found the third and final person.
He was in the worst shape of all.
That day changed my life.
I had always wondered how I would respond to something like that.
One part of me is relieved I didnt shy away.
I went right up to the front line to help.
It was the sound of his head smacking the ground that is truly haunting.
Skip forward about 20 minutes and we arrive at terminal B to arrive at the parade.
Running around goofing around when one of the kids says Im going to beat you guys to the bottom!
and jumps off of the escalator.
I am confident the gentleman did not know how high the escalator actually was.
long story short, it was about 30-40 feet high.
The man fell head first.
It was to this day the worst and most disgusting sound I have ever had the displeasure of hearing.
A pool of blood surrounded the guys head.
Im 90% sure the man died that day.
It was the worst thing Ive ever saw in my life.
I have not attended the parade since….
This is something I will NEVER forget.
Like I said it was the sound of his head smacking the ground over everything that is truly haunting.
The sound of a sack of potatoes hitting the ground is probably the most accurate.
Squally93
11.
I saw red on the floor and her eyes closed.
Simple run of the mill night.
My first thought was Wow he must be really hot in the 98 degree Texas night.
She came round and opened hers with the guy following behind her.
If I didnt duck 5 seconds before who knows what wouldve happened.
A small gunfight ensued.
30 seconds later when I got my hearing back I asked my manager What do we do now?
I got no response.
I figured she was deaf from the shots.
I asked again while moving closer.
I saw red on the floor and her eyes closed.
I tapped her to ask if shes okay and she collapsed.
Its been six years I still have nightmares about it.
tonito23
12.
The brick hit him straight in the head, and he dropped like a sack of potatoes.
Walking home from school aged 12.
Some of the rougher lads in my year were forever roughing up this one lad, pure bullying like.
On that day, they chased after him.
They chased him about a hundred yards ahead and sort of had him on the ground.
Giving him a bad time like kicking and hitting.
Not majorly beating his ass but must have been horrible for him.
They got bored and let him go.
He jumped up crying and ran off like a shot.
It hit this one last straight in the head, and he dropped like a sack of potatoes.
allthekos
13.
I looked down and blood splatters were on my arm, shirt, and cigarette.
I was standing in a gated smoking area at the back of a bar one Saturday night.
EVERYONE ran, except for me.
I was in complete shock and stood there eyes wide.
I remembered going to put the cigarette in my mouth when I tasted something funny.
I looked down and blood splatters were on my arm, shirt, and cigarette.
I scrubbed myself that night like you see in the movies where someone feels they cant get clean.
I couldnt get the image of the bloody cigarette and taste out my mind for a couple days.
PeaceofthePi
14.
A friend and I had been mowing yards most of the day, we were in high school.
He could buy beer.
We stop at the store and I noticed a car parked on the side of the store.
A man in the car was yelling at a woman inside the car.
The car sped away from the store and went out of sight.
In a couple of minutes it was back.
The woman got out of the car and the car sped away again.
I thought that was strange.
There was a side street that started right across from my friends porch.
Hes yelling in Spanish so I couldnt understand what was being said.
A man comes out of the house, hes not saying anything back to the yelling man.
the man turns around and goes back into the house.
My friend and I think thats the end.
My friend and I cant believe what we just saw.
We cautiously make our way over to the man lying in the street.
No one comes to the house door so we check on the man at our feet.
I stoop down and no pulse.
Hes got one tiny hole in his temple.
A tiny trickle of blood about two inches long runs out of the hole.
Thats it hes dead.
No pulse, hes not breathing, no moaning, just nothing.
We sat there with him till the cops came.
We said we heard the shot and saw the guy walk away into the house and thats it.
We didnt say we saw it all.
The man in the house admitted what he did.
The cops let us leave and we went back to the porch.
My friend understood Spanish.
He told me that the parts he could hear were about infidelity.
We finish our beer and watch what went on for about an hour while we finish our beers.
The whole thing from store to dead didnt take 5 minutes.
Im in my mid 50s now and I remember it like it happened an hour ago.
All Im going to say is It changed me.
I think I was 16.
newwayman
15.
He got totally creamed by an oncoming Mack truck.
My dad was driving me home from school when I was 10-ish.
We read in the news that the poor cyclist died at the scene.
0w1
16.
I was in Aruba vacationing in the summer of 95.
Chilling out at Eagle Beach.
So I see a Seadoo with a kid at the controls and dad riding shotgun.
So I see a speedboat slowly leaving shore and its evident hes gonna cross paths with the Seadoo.
I scream and wave at the Seadoo pointing ahead of them, but they still dont look ahead.
The collision was so hard, the boat got lifted almost vertically in the water.
Kid flew off the Seadoo and slammed his head/face into the boat.
Moms screaming, probably filmed the whole accident.
Next thing I know, the watersports rental guys jumped on wave runners and raced to the scene.
No regard for safeguarding his c-spine, but it was all out panic.
Dad came to shore on the other WaveRunner.
The collision was so hard that his swimming trunks got ripped off his body.
Dudes standing there naked except for the life jacket and screaming desperately at his son to wake up.
But to no avail.
I think the kid died on impact.
And if he hadnt, they probably killed him when they hoisted him on the WaveRunner like that.
My buddy almost fainted.
I was shocked and very, very saddened because of the whole situation.
The parent s cries where just heartbreaking.
MaxPar511
17.
I saw a flaming man fall a good distance from the airplane wreck and splatter in the field.
Plane crashes into a field on the side of the freeway and theirs a huge ass fireball.
Pulled over and a bunch of people ran over with fire extinguishers to try and stop the flames.
Their looking for the pilot and couldnt find him.
It was literally right off the side of the freeway like 50 feet.
PandaGambler333
18.
I had never seen anything so terrible.
Other than me, she had only two other employeesa young married couple, Hope and Jackson.
She became emaciated when she could barely handle the pain of her all-liquid diet.
My mom closed up the place and we rushed to where Hope was in hospice.
We could hear her from the parking lot.
Unearthly shrieks slapping their echoes against the surrounding brick.
Hope screamed for two hours.
Her bloody bile gathered at the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin and neck.
I was horrifiedI had never seen anything so terrible.
They pumped her full of morphine but it didnt seem to affect her.
She screamed until the very end, out of her mind with the pain.
After two hours, she was gone.
She was only 24 years old.
Ten years later, I am now 24 years of age.
I think about her all the time.
Nimbleimbecile
19.
It didnt make sense to see a human body in so many pieces.
When I was in grad school circa 2011 I would commute to school on the train.
We pulled into a station one morning, probably around 8:00am, and people were shuffling on.
As Im watching, the lady stands up and starts walking onto the tracks.
She gets to the inner track and stops.
A few seconds later, a bullet train whizzes by.
Its difficult to describe really what I saw.
It didnt make sense to see a human body in so many pieces.
all spread out over a dozen or so meters, as well as innumerable chunks of fleshy God-knows-what.
A lot of people on the train saw, and everyone got really quiet.
One man said, Shouldnt we help her?
A moment later, our train started moving and we left the station.
I went to class and but didnt really talk much for the next week.
ButcherJustLikeVlad
20.
When I was 19 I worked the graveyard shift at a gas station.
We were located on a very busy street that was home to a lot of bars and clubs.
Shortly after 2 AM, we saw a crash.
A huge Ford truck had t-boned a tiny four door sedan.
Two of the four girls inside the car died instantly in the crash one was unconscious.
We went outside, called 911 and tried to keep the other girl calm.
Her screams are what haunt me to this day.
She did this a couple of times and her screams were heartbreaking.
Like nothing really was happening to me, like I was just living but not really there.
The girl who hit them was a 22-year-old, she was drunk and speeding.
Dont drink and drive, love those who you love, they might not be there the next second.
I found the local newspaper article for the crash.
I think maybe I may have just made up in my mind that they were instantly dead.
I dont remember a lot after the authorities got there but heres the article.
As proof I guess.
Kage_Rinku
21.
I held his lifeless hand, spoke my last words to him, and left the room.
He was in his death bed, completely calm.
But then he started spasming wildly.
I could see blood in his mouth so I think he started to regurgitate blood as well.
After a minute or so, the spasm had stopped and he was gone.
I held his lifeless hand, spoke my last words to him, and left the room.
It was a very traumatizing experience, but I have healed since then.
TheUndefinable
22.
His clothes were all over the road and there was a ton of blood.
I was about 12 and I lived on a private road located off of a relatively busy road.
My parents asked me to go get the mail which was located by the busy road.
I watched the boy stop and watch the cars passing by for a minute.
Just as I was about to turn around and leave the boy jumped in front of a van.
The van managed to stop miraculously and the boy screamed.
The boy looked and quickly jumped in front of a semi coming in the next lane.
Ill never forget the sight of him getting run over.
His clothes were all over the road and there was a ton of blood.
His leg was basically detached from his body.
I felt really guilty because I felt like I shouldve stopped him somehow.
I blamed myself for being scared of a stranger and hiding in the woods.
The boy actually survived.
Even if I hadnt seen him jump, his story doesnt make sense.
There is no logical reason he would cross there at that part of the road.
Everyone believed him though.
They made this care page with updates that I followed for months.
When they stopped updating that I started looking at his Facebook.
Hes in a wheelchair now with brain damage.
It took him years to fully recover.
The whole experienced kind of fucked me up.
rileyhaighter
23.
I watched my grandfather fall 400 feet down Mount Hood.
Watched my grandfather fall 400 feet down Mount Hood.
Treated him until I needed to call it off.
But, no matter how much medical training I go through, Ill never feel like I did enough.
The hardest part was covering him up with a space blanket, and leaving him behind.
It was 2 years ago last Sunday, and it still fucks me up sometimes.
Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is a helluva weird thing.
I start BCT in August.
Horrific stuff happens, but you just gotta roll with the punches.
Thanks for asking, talking about it really helps me through it.
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