Near death experience

[Rotten Apple]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\"fuck, it\\\'s jammed\\\". That was than followed by \\\"hear, use mine\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\'ll never know. But I\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

[amat]

Holy shit man that's insane. Sorry for your loss honestly.

My only near death experience was at birth. Or when I was an infant or something... I don't really know the details. Parents had incredibly bad luck with me and my younger brother. Especially him since he was actually expected to die while I just had serious problems. Really could not imagine going through something like that...Guns scare the shit out of me. Been to a couple parties where there have been guns, some of my friends have had them, never really been comfortable around them.

[ICB]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\"F***, it\\\'s jammed\\\". That was than followed by \\\"hear, use mine\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\'ll never know. But I\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

thats one of best storys ive ever read cc only near death experience ive had are silly ones first one when i was baby i almost died i come out looking like id been 10 rounds with tyson other one when i got lolly stuck down my throat and couldnt breath and my brother had to do special technique to get it out of my throat other than that nothing

[CutMeMick]

Rotten,
That is a near death experience....

Well I've been in some tough moments/situations but not sure if they qualify as near death.....

I was stoped at a read light in my car with the music turned up somewhat loud, when my ear started itching and I scratched it but when I scratched it the 'butteryfly' in the back of my earing fell off and my earing at the same time as I started looking down I caught a glimpse at the light and saw it turned 'green' but I continued to look down, then I look back up into my rear view mirror and saw a car coming behind so I thought I can't reach for my earing now I'll just look for it when I get off the car. All this happened within seconds almost simotaneously. I let go of the break and started moving when out of no where a car takes the red light and misses me in my car I slammed the breaks and my heart started pounding and my stomach started turning I felt sick and weak.....

I had to pull over and sit there for a couple of minutes as I calmed down...


Growing up in East L.A. I've had knives pulled out on me and I had a shotgun pointed at the mouth of my stomach once. By some young little punks who were actually smiling as the hit me up. (For my English mates to 'Get Hit up' is when a thug/gangster/street kid get's in your face and asks you 'Where you from/meaning what group/gang do you belong to) Well these 2 little fuckers weren't old enough to ride a rollercoaster and they pulled out a shotgun on me this is the worst cause these 2 little fuckers it's a game I sware as they asked me 'Where you from' one of them had a smile on his face. I told them I didn't gang bang and I didn't claim any gang. They left and walked away.... 'Till this day I sware I'll recognise those 2 fuckers and If I ever see them I'll beat the shit out of them....

[Violent Demise]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\"fuck, it\\\'s jammed\\\". That was than followed by \\\"hear, use mine\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\'ll never know. But I\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

Yeah it gets pretty rough in Downey. Tough area to live in at times. What ever happen to the 2 other robbers?

[Rotten Apple]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\\\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\\\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\\\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\\\\\"fuck, it\\\\\\\'s jammed\\\\\\\". That was than followed by \\\\\\\"hear, use mine\\\\\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\\\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\\\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\\\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\\\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\\\\\'ll never know. But I\\\\\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\\\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

Yeah it gets pretty rough in Downey. Tough area to live in at times. What ever happen to the 2 other robbers?

They both got caught and got life without parole. One died in prison. I lived in Downey my whole life. And it does get pretty out of control at times. I never consider myself a tough guy growing up. I mean I wasn\'t weak or anything. I just never knew what I could handle. That experienced didn\'t kill me but it did toughen me up. I never taught I would get shot. Much less in the head. Never would of taught I could survive something like that. I guess I\'m a lot more tougher than I gave myself credit for. It\'s helped my out in other life experiences. Some things that I taught were hard just don\'t seem that tough any more.

[TheBESTP4P]

COOL CLICK 64 BRO! great post and great story! sorry for the losses, its good to hear you feel GOD saved you for a purpose. all things happen for a reason. somtimes we just gotta figure out why?

[ICB]

Rotten,
That is a near death experience....

Well I've been in some tough moments/situations but not sure if they qualify as near death.....

I was stoped at a read light in my car with the music turned up somewhat loud, when my ear started itching and I scratched it but when I scratched it the 'butteryfly' in the back of my earing fell off and my earing at the same time as I started looking down I caught a glimpse at the light and saw it turned 'green' but I continued to look down, then I look back up into my rear view mirror and saw a car coming behind so I thought I can't reach for my earing now I'll just look for it when I get off the car. All this happened within seconds almost simotaneously. I let go of the break and started moving when out of no where a car takes the red light and misses me in my car I slammed the breaks and my heart started pounding and my stomach started turning I felt sick and weak.....

I had to pull over and sit there for a couple of minutes as I calmed down...


Growing up in East L.A. I've had knives pulled out on me and I had a shotgun pointed at the mouth of my stomach once. By some young little punks who were actually smiling as the hit me up. (For my English mates to 'Get Hit up' is when a thug/gangster/street kid get's in your face and asks you 'Where you from/meaning what group/gang do you belong to) Well these 2 little f***** weren't old enough to ride a rollercoaster and they pulled out a shotgun on me this is the worst cause these 2 little f***** it's a game I sware as they asked me 'Where you from' one of them had a smile on his face. I told them I didn't gang bang and I didn't claim any gang. They left and walked away.... 'Till this day I sware I'll recognise those 2 f***** and If I ever see them I'll beat the S*** out of them....

thanks for clearing that up mick never knew what that ment thought that ment hit you or something lol

[TheBESTP4P]

MAN i dont think i should even start with my near death stories cuz growing up in chicago man.........*SIGH* lets just say i'll be opening up a big assssss can of worms that may take up too much space. also slap on the stunt work i did in hollywood and thats a whole other kind of crazy.

[Violent Demise]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\\\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\\\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\\\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\\\\\"fuck, it\\\\\\\'s jammed\\\\\\\". That was than followed by \\\\\\\"hear, use mine\\\\\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\\\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\\\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\\\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\\\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\\\\\'ll never know. But I\\\\\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\\\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

Yeah it gets pretty rough in Downey. Tough area to live in at times. What ever happen to the 2 other robbers?

They both got caught and got life without parole. One died in prison. I lived in Downey my whole life. And it does get pretty out of control at times. I never consider myself a tough guy growing up. I mean I wasn\'t weak or anything. I just never knew what I could handle. That experienced didn\'t kill me but it did toughen me up. I never taught I would get shot. Much less in the head. Never would of taught I could survive something like that. I guess I\'m a lot more tougher than I gave myself credit for. It\'s helped my out in other life experiences. Some things that I taught were hard just don\'t seem that tough any more.

I don't think I'm following you. How you get tough? What toughened you up?

[TheBESTP4P]

not to make light of the discussion topic, but DOWNEY got some fine hoochie assss hoez son!

[Rotten Apple]

Anybody ever have a near death experience? Tomorrow March 3, will be the 11 year anniversary of mine. I was 19 years old working part time at my uncles auto shop in Downey. It was 5:30 in the evening on a Friday night. Me, my uncle Felix and my 17 year old cousin Ramon were cleaning up ready to close up shop. Normally I would of left at 5. But this particular day I was waiting for my 16 year old younger brother Louis to pick me up. I had lend him my car earlier in the day. My uncle was in the back office dealing with some paper work. While me and my cousin put away some tools. At that moment 3 guys in ski masks ran in with guns. They pistol whipped both of us and pushed us into the back office were my uncle was at. It was obvious they had scouted the place before since they seem to know where every thing was at. They ransacked the office and made us empty out our pockets. All together they came up with $645 dollars. Once they were finished they made all 3 of us get faced down on the floor. My right eye had closed up from the pistol whip shot and every thing seem snowy. Like my brain was in a fog. I don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t even remember getting on the floor. But that\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s were i was at when I heard 2 quick shots shots. A second later 2 more shots followed. That\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s when it hit me that my uncle and cousin were dead and that I was going to die too. I kept my eyes to the floor. Never looking up. Just waiting to die. About 10 seconds passed when I heard \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\"fuck, it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s jammed\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\". That was than followed by \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\"hear, use mine\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\". I only heard 1 shot than everything went black. I didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t wake up again until March 6th. I was in a coma for 3 days. But I wasn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t dead. 2 bullets to the head. And i was still alive. I knew my uncle and cousin were dead. But was shocked to hear that my brother Louis was as well. My brother and I were different. He didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t follow my lead and and played sports growing up. Instead he got caught up in the gang life. Always in trouble. According to the police reports my brother had just got there when he heard gun shots. He either was already armed or quickly armed himself before going in. He opened fire as soon as he saw the guys in ski masked. He shot and killed one but was gunned down by the other 2. It didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t seem real. Every thing seem like a dream. Or nightmare. I battled a real bad head ache for about a week in a half. But other than that I was going to be fine. Why was I still alive? And not them? I found out later that my uncle and cousin were shot twice in the head each with a 9 millimeter hand gun. I was shot with a 25 caliber hand gun when the other gun jammed. Was that the only reason I was I still alive? A simple gun malfunction? Or did God have something else in plan for me? I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll never know. But I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ve tried to live my life like it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s because God has something in mind for me. Wow! This is a long post. Sorry for that.

Yeah it gets pretty rough in Downey. Tough area to live in at times. What ever happen to the 2 other robbers?

They both got caught and got life without parole. One died in prison. I lived in Downey my whole life. And it does get pretty out of control at times. I never consider myself a tough guy growing up. I mean I wasn\\\\\\\'t weak or anything. I just never knew what I could handle. That experienced didn\\\\\\\'t kill me but it did toughen me up. I never taught I would get shot. Much less in the head. Never would of taught I could survive something like that. I guess I\\\\\\\'m a lot more tougher than I gave myself credit for. It\\\\\\\'s helped my out in other life experiences. Some things that I taught were hard just don\\\\\\\'t seem that tough any more.

I don\\\'t think I\\\'m following you. How you get tough? What toughened you up?

That whole experience. Not to mentioned the fact that I\\\'m still alive. I\\\'m not saying I\\\'m tougher than anybody else but not to many people get shot in the head and live

[Violent Demise]

Really? I been shot 3 times myself. And I don't look at it the same way you do. What your saying don't make sense.

[Rotten Apple]

Really? I been shot 3 times myself. And I don\\\'t look at it the same way you do. What your saying don\\\'t make sense.

What doesn\\\'t make sense? The way I see it, if you been shot 3 times and your still living. Your pretty damn tough.

[Violent Demise]

Really? I been shot 3 times myself. And I don\\\'t look at it the same way you do. What your saying don\\\'t make sense.

What doesn\\\'t make sense? The way I see it, if you been shot 3 times and your still living. Your pretty damn tough.

What your saying don't make sense. Look. I'm ain't trying to bad mouth you or anything. It's good your alive. I give you credit. But getting shot don't make you tough. I don't care if you lived or not. You want to know what it makes you? It makes you a victim of a tough guy. Show my somebody you put slugs in as pay back for the tragedy put on your family and than I see toughness. But just getting shot and just living? Don't make somebody tough to me. But that's just the way I was conditioned growing up. It's not meant as a knock on you. So hopefully you don't take it as one.