50 Survivors Of Attempted Murder Tell Their Real Life Horror Story 
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50 Survivors Of Attempted Murder Tell Their Real Life Horror Story 

These people from Ask Reddit are lucky to be alive.

32. I’ll try to make it short. In my high school, there were 6 kids who always used to bully me. Once we went to a camping in a forest. They dragged me into a remote location and beat me with whatever they got. I passed out soon. When I woke up, I was in an operation theatre and unable to move (to be honest, I don’t know whether the operation theatre event was real or a dream). After the surgery, I was in coma for 3 weeks. I broke 9 bones, lost 2 toes and an eye. Took me months to get out of hospital and I also failed that grade. It took me years to forget that event.

The worst part is that no action was taken against those kids as their parents were high level officers in air force.

33. Not my story, but a girl I went to high school with.

She had a flat tire driving home from work one night during college and was pulled over in the side of the road. A car pulls up and she thinks someone is getting out to help. A dude just fucking rushes her slits her throat and stabs her a few times, then gets back in his car and speeds off. She managed to make it to a nearby house and survived but they never caught the guy.

Fucking terrifying.

34. I woke up one Monday at around 5:00 am hearing things falling, I lived in an apartment building in the second floor and I thought that someone had fallen down the stairs. I heard “help please” and reluctantly stood up to see what was up.

There was no one in the stairs, but in one apartment the lights were on and the door was open, I went inside and I saw my neighbor on the floor, and a guy on top of him, with a knife trying to stab him, and my neighbor holding this guy’s wrist to stop him.

Help me!, he came through the window!

I just stood there, waiting to see what was really happening, because I literally couldn’t believe my eyes, until it hit me that this was real, this was happening.

My first thought was to call the police, but then I realized that they would never get there on time, I had to take the knife, so I went there and I reached down to the floor, like one does to pick up a coin, trying to grab the knife, and then he hit me, I fell to the floor, and we continued to struggle there.

I have no idea how long that lasted. Could’ve been 10 seconds, or 10 hours, it felt that all my life I had been trying to get that knife, that I had spent years doing that, and nothing else remotely mattered.

I don’t remember much of the fight, I remember having his shoes on my face, I remember seeing his shoulder, I remember seeing his face, I remember him trying to stab us, but I have no idea in what order anything happened.

I just know that at some point, somehow, I did got the knife, I stood up, and the guy turned towards me to take the knife again, but he had his back to my neighbor, and he was able to knock him down and pin in him on the floor.

Then I called the police, and the rest is bureaucracy.

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