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Alright, lowkey, one time, I, um, I was at a friend's house, and we were in like this barn area and shit, and this friend, she was a crazy ass bitch, she told me she was gonna fucking kill me, and I was like, uh, shit, well, yeah, that's probably it. I don't want a trauma dump on this app, so I'm gonna stop it there.
When I was younger I seen this clearing at the bottom of a hill, a steep hill, so I went to it and got stuck there. There was a river right in front of me, a big steep hill and bushes either side so I couldn't get out. And I realised I disturbed two wasp hives and was getting stung to death. It wasn't for these builders that crossed the river and took me across the river to get out. I probably would have got out. When I went to the hospital they said there was about 13 more stings until I was dead.
Kind of two, but they're like kind of different. One, I was running around the neighborhood and I forgot where I was and I stumbled across this house. It's like no trespassing, you'll be shot or like whatever. And I saw people out and man, they had like some shotguns or not. And I was like, man, nah, this is it. Then I had one where I was talking about death and I saw a black dog like in the middle of the road, just staring at me from my house. And I was just.