Times you thought you were going to die?
>be me, senior in high school
>2008
>times be chill
>got this kid at our school
>behind his back, everyone calls him Columbine
>fucker literally wears a trench coat every day, has long ass dirty hair, and just acts generally pretty strange
>like not class clown strange
>just... strange
>you know how it is in high school, gossip and shit
>everyone hears that he asked some chick out, call her Emily
>she turned him down and he was devastated
>he weeaboo runs the fuck outta there, he liked anime and shit too
>bout a week later
>my friends and I are smoking near the school
>one of my friends used to date Emily, call this friend Chad
>Chad starts talking about how he's been thinking about dating Emily again, just to fuck with Columbine
>everyone is encouraging him, except me
>I tell him, no the fuck way, it'll snap his mind and it's pretty dickish anyways
>they tell me to stop being a pussy
>like a month later
>big party, almost everyone is invited
>everyone except Columbine
>people showing up, Chad and the rest of us show up
>Chad ended up following through, tells us he's gonna go fuck Emily all night in one of the bedrooms
>yeah whatever
>getting late, people are getting drunk (cept me cause I'm a buzzkill), typical party stuff
>hear a shout
>Columbine and his gang (he's got like three others with him) burst into the main party area
>being the schizo I am, I naturally run the hell out of there and hide behind a tree in the backyard of the house
>this is what I heard happened inside the main party zone after I left
Times you thought you were going to die?
Disappointing ending
more dude im interested
cont you edgy faggot
This is the story that I heard:
>while hiding, I heard frequent yelling and fighting inside the house
>apparently, Columbine grabbed a kid and demands to know where Emily is
>he relents (as any sane human would) and tells him to check the bedrooms upstairs
>people have either hid, ran, don't want to mess with him/don't care, or are too drunk/dazed to know what's going on
>because no one really does anything
>at this point, no one has seen a weapon, but anything could be under that trench coat
>after interrogating that poor kid, Columbine and the gang storm upstairs
>bust down the doors until they find Chad and Emily
>luckily, they didn't have guns, but they did have various blunt objects
>they beat the shit out of Chad (4v1 and they're armed, whatcha gonna do?)
>Emily is screaming, which I could hear from the backyard
>Columbine grabs her and drags her out
>they all come out into the backyard
>I didn't have a cell phone to call 911, so I just sat behind the tree
>either Columbine's weeaboo senses kicked in or I was shit at hiding
>he comes over to the tree and finds me
>him and his cronies corner me, Emily is being held in place by one of them
>Columbine looks at me
>I was scared shitless, still didn't know if they had guns or not, I only heard they didn't after the incident
>"tell Chad that she's mine," he says
>he and one other cronie proceed to walk out of the party with Emily
>the two other cronies begin to beat me senseless but I manage to wriggle out of their grasp and run into the house
>when I get inside I wave my arms frantically and yell, "Call 911, fuckin now!" and then run out the other side of the house and out into the streets
>later, Columbine and his cronies get arrested and charged with a multitude of crimes
>I hope they're still in jail
>fuckin high school man
I carry a knife with my everywhere but school (for obvious reasons) It would've been fun if something happened at one of the parties I went to
>be me, junior in high school
>2010, I think
>recently entered my rebellious phase
>couple buds at work convince me to smoke weed and light fireworks off bridges out in the boonies
>find decent bridge
>several half-full beer cans
>whatever.jpg
>festivities commence
>throwing the big artillery type fireworks of bridge
>making a shit load of noise
>hear car engine in distance
>see lights about to come over hilltop
>abortabortabort
>all jumped in the car and sped off
>unknown vehicle gives chase
>fly around a blind corner, and turn off main road
>kill headlights
>car passes turn
>phew
>turn on headlights
>just in time to see us fly off a T intersection at around 60mph
>absolutely fucked some dudes yard
>come to a stop and drive carefully the rest of the way home
>alignment is fucked and the truck won't go over 30mph
We went back during the day to see the tire marks and realized our driver had avoided collision with several trees. Paid for his alignment to be fixed and started hanging out with smarter people.
>I carry a knife with my everywhere but school
You're "that" kid, aren't you, you weak little edgyfag
Columbine is that you?
He's the guy who has a knife if someone needs one. What grown man doesn't carry a pocket knife?
>be me a few years ago
>friend recently gets his license
>like any other teen, tries to impress friends in car
> be hitting sharp turns and going nuts
>adrenaline pumping, having a blast
>decided to turn into his apartment complex
>rained early that day, ground is wet
>tires lose fucking traction and we're heading straight towards a lot of cars at about 50 mph
>tires grip at last possible second and we drift back onto the road with a load ass screech
>we're all losing our shit at this point
>feels like my heart is going to fly out my chest
>takes 15 minutes for me to calm down
Could've easily died but looking back it was pretty fucking epic
Exactly
you got beat up by fucking weebs
that's why you have friends why you go to parties so no ''I was by myself'' excuse
The grown man that ain't a pussy and fights with his hands like a man.
The next time some beta cuck asks for my knife after chewing on a clam shell package for 10 minutes, I'll think of you.
If you read the story, you would see everyone was stoned/drunk/whatever, and others ran. He ran cause he wasn't about to get shot if it happened bruh. His friends probably weren't with him. Have you ever gone to a party before? You don't hang off your friends dick like a baby on its Mom's breast. You go and meet new people. And weebs have weeb strength dude. It's proven by science.
no u
kys OP
Dude, have you seen their katana skills? They've got mad martial arts skills. Of course I got beat up by weebs, you dip. They're a meme.
It sounds like you are an enormous pussy that cowers in the face of mild intimidation.
>get used to working minimum wage jobs and being cucked your whole life
k den. have fun browsing image boards with us for the rest of your life.
^^ has never been to a party
>It sounds like you are an enormous pussy that cowers in the face of mild intimidation.
He was hardly a part of the situation and was roped in by association even though he was against the idea.
If you actually think you wouldn't do the same in this situation, you're a macho posturing weeb like the dudes who beat him up.
I was that kid once. I had a v8 crown vic. Spun out on a backroad at 80 mph with 2 friends in the car. Stopped with the front left tire hanging over a 70 foot cliff
You've never been in a fight after middle school. They almost always involve weapons. You are naive as fuck.