--About 10-15 years old, single parent mother would have to leave me and my brother alone during working days. of course we would think of the most insane ways to have fun, one was putting two beds on top of each other to do flips and jump around a lot. brother gets tired of it one day, i could never really and would go a little over board because it's fun as shit. doing a full flip(backwards/forwards don't remember) i land wrong, right on my head, i can feel something pop. my head is locked down like in a L shape, i panic the fuck out but even then can't/don't show my brother, also i could feel that i couldn't talk or breath. barely make it to the bathroom, can't lift my head up to see myself in the mirror, panic and start crying and start to panic even more. only thing i could think of was pulling my head back up straight as hard and fast as i could. don't know how, still think im dead to this day and all of this is a dream, but i cracked/popped my neck and head back on straight. take in a deep breath and almost pass out on the bathroom floor.

--disney land field trip from school in jr. high, riding the indiana jones ride in the jeep. sitting second from the edge half way into the trip having fun as balls, i feel someone tapping grabbing at my shirt. i look over and the girl sitting next to me is about to fall over the jeep just as we're over a bridge and her going down i don't know how many feet into i don't know what. don't even remember reacting but somehow my hand was already pulling her back into the car. claims back in, stays way further from the edge of the jeep car. we never talk about it again, but every time i've seen her we give each that look. i really don't think that happened either...

--mom always tells me this story about my aunt. they're living with my grandfather and it's pretty drawn out land. way in the back my grandfather had this dog nobody wanted tied to a tree and was mean as fuck. nobody could tame him and was basically left alone most of the time or teased by people. one day they are planning a party for the backyard, family is scattered having fun when someone sees my aunt(about 5 to 7 years old) hand feeding the unwanted most feared dog they've known. they panic and calmly tell her to move away, she doesn't want to but does. since then the dog was a lot more calmer with everyone.