23 People Describe The Horror Of Watching Someone Die Violently

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1. His intestines just fell out everywhere like if you had a bag of spaghetti and cut the side open.

“I was 15 and living in the center for drug trade in my city, so I saw at least ten murders living there, but the one that sticks out is when a guy gutted his cousin for 50$ for some crack, it was one quick swipe and his intestines just fell out everywhere like if you had a bag of spaghetti and cut the side open, it was disgusting, and I puked immediately, I don’t go near crack heads anymore.”

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2. I saw his head splatter right open.

“Back in Russia a lot of violent crimes happened very often but I think one of most gruesome ones was when a man was hit by a truck going about 210 km/h and then the man fell head first right in front of another car and 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.”

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3. He exploded in a cloud of dust and goo.

“Watched our ‘terp in Afghanistan jump directly on a dismount-aimed IED.

We were in the south, in the farming districts around Kandahar, and they grow tons of grapes there. 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.

Anyway, he was walking along the top of the grape walls to avoid potential IED’s in the rows, and got to the end and jokingly jumped off and landed right on one.

Straight down, then straight back up in a cloud of dust and goo.”

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