3 Stories Of People Who Narrowly Avoided Being Murdered
I think many of us can safely say that we have gone about our lives without ever meeting a murderer or nearly fallen victim to one.
These 3 people, however, not only met murderers or attempted murders…they narrowly avoided being killed by them.
Here are their 3 horrifying stories below.
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“I grew up in the middle of nowhere about 20 miles below the Canadian border. Kids rode snowmobiles and riding lawnmowers to school…it’s redneck country. Anyway, I lived halfway down this 7 mile long dead-end road with only a dozen homes on it, privacy is a huge deal to a lot of these folks, lots of “prepper” types, lots of farms and cows.”
“The bus would pick up the girl in the first house, come get me and then drive all the way to the end and turn around in the big sand pit the town used for icy roads.”
“There was an old beat up mobile home near the pit with kids toys out front, but, I’d never seen a kid get on the bus up there until half way thru my 9th grade year.”
“A kinda dirty, loner looking metal head (literally just like me) walks out of the trailer and pops on the bus. I start talking to him about his Burzum shirt, his name was Brandon, asking him what other bands he likes etc.. he tells me, he’s been homeschooled and finally convinced his Uber religious parents to let him go to public school.”
“I’m stoked, there was less than a handful of punk/metal kids in my school and most of them grew up together, where I transferred in. He was just like me! We’re def gonna be friends, plus he only lives a mile down the road….”
“I help him integrate into my weirdo 6 friend circle and we’re all going to local shows together for a few weeks…and, this dude was just rubbing everybody wrong. Was very cryptic, sinister, always talking about faces of death films, ALWAYS talking about hunting/skinning/taxidermy, we all thought he was “trying too hard” to seem cool or whatever, it’s a hunting town, maybe his dad taught him or something, but he was always very aggressive, just had this way of looking THRU you instead of at you. He slowly got pushed out of the lil group, but I always hung out with him on the bus rides, sharing cds and talking guitars.”
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“Anyway, he invited me over to stay the night after school on a Friday, said his folks were gone and he just wanted to play video games, smoke a joint and show me some riffs he’s been working on. Told him, I’d hop on my bike and ride up the hill after dinner…a bit later, my brother broke his foot riding his 4 wheeler, so I ended up going to the hospital with him instead.”
“Brandon stabbed his Mom, Dad, both dogs and 7 year old sister to death that night, then set the house on fire when the State Troopers showed up. His little sister called 911 after hearing her Mother screaming before he got to her.”
“I literally have no idea if I would have been included in that…horror movie of a night, but, I’m really thankful my brother is clumsy as sh*t, unknowingly probably saved my life that night. He was sentenced to life in prison, he was 16 years old. (1999 if I remember correctly)”
“Welp this happened this year and I’m still recovering from it! Went on a date with a great guy. End of the night he wanted more than a kiss. I said no and he just turned into a psychopath. I got very very lucky but I got the sh*t beat out of me.”
“The doctors said that my injuries were indicative that he was actively trying to kill me. I got away because I’ve taken years of self defense. And he was only about 50lbs heavier than me. I’m very very tiny so most men are easily 100lbs bigger than me.”
“So anyways. That was my 2021. Also I’m doing much better now. Though I am taking a hiatus from society and enjoying camping out in the countryside for now.”
“This isn’t my story, it’s my dad’s. When my dad was ~11 he was riding his bike home from the grocery store. When he was around two miles from his house, a man pulled up in his car and asked my dad if he could put his groceries in his trunk and he’d take him home.”
“This guy was giving my dad the creeps and he started getting a horrible feeling about him so he said no and started riding his bike again.”
“The guy started following my dad for a few miles before my dad finally started going as fast as he could and the guy in the car turned down a different street.”
“When he got home, he told his mom (my grandma) and they never saw him again. They ended up moving to Monticello, Indiana sometime after.”
“The man was Ted Bundy.”
“Edit: I am aware Bundy only went after women. He may of been in the neighborhood because there were a lot of young women in the neighborhood my dad lived in.”
“He may of wanted to help my dad get the groceries home, since he was 11 years old on a bike carrying a lot of groceries.”
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