When I was sixteen, me and my friends were going to a party in the next town, 15 minute train journey, 45 minute walk, the trains stop about 10.30 in our town, we got late and the train left as we were running to the platform.

We decided to walk along the tracks to the party.

In my part of the uk, we don't have overhead electric cables, there's a third electric line on the ground which runs at 750 volts.

So drunk, we picked what rail we thought was live (we didn't have a clue) and stumbled along the tracks, avoiding the rail we picked.

The fact we picked the right line not to step on, a train didn't come along and none of us fell on thr live track is so lucky, all three of us could have died that night.

Another time when I was 9, I almost drowned saving my friend from a lake in the old quarry. We built a rope swing from the high slop to fall into the water which was about 50 foot deep, one of the kids who came couldn't swim properly he was chubby but wanted to swing on the rope anyway, we wouldn't let him but he thought we were bullying him because we wernt letting him have a turn. When we were looking the other way he grabbed the rope and swung out into the lake.

I jumped in straight after him and got to him before he sunk down, but he was fat, much bigger than me so I had to try and keep myself above water and him at the same time, while I was holding him he kept hitting his arm into my face panicking and was making my head go underwater so I couldn't breathe. Two of my other friends jumped in and we eventually got out, but we could all easily have drowned.