Your most unusually traumatic memory - or the night you heard your dog say "Chaos reigns."

[BadaBadaBoom]

I'm sure we've all experienced some sort of horrible, life-altering trauma at some point or another in our lives - this thread isn't for that. This is for those events that, though not leaving you emotionally scarred and your faith in humanity shaken, has just never quite sit well with you. Like...you know...that time you totally saw a UFO but you know no one will believe you.

Anyway, my weirdest experience I'll never forget is from back when I was in elementary school. I was getting the family mail like I usually did on my way home from school from the apartment mailbox when I noticed I got a package addressed to me. It was in one of those padded, crumpled, tan packages that you send fragile stuff and sure enough, inside this package was an unmarked VHS tape.

Now keep in mind, I was just a kid and I didn't order stuff to be shipped to me by my own volition. I got packages before from like family or friends, but that's about it. So receiving a video cassette, I just assumed it was like a gift from someone.

I went back to my room and popped it in the VCR and, after a few moments the tape started playing. It was...not a regular movie. It had no FBI warning, or previews, or anything. It just went straight to the subject matter. The quality was the usual grainy, jumpy footage you see with video tapes that had been watched repeatedly over the years and it started out with a woman sitting on a hospital bed in a black room. I remember immediately feeling a sense of dread wash over me since this was already pretty fucking strange - however, I continued watching. Next, a doctor came in and began talking to the woman. I don't remember what he was saying but I do remember the whole thing at this point seeming like two people filming themselves pretending to be a doctor and a patient.

I continued watching and the doctor began to examine the woman with a stethoscope as she began to undress. At this point I was kinda panicking, wondering why was this sent to me? So I began fast forwarding. Sure enough, the woman eventually got naked, but in a not really sexual way. She was just sitting on the hospital bed, naked. I stopped fast forwarding and was wondering if this was just gonna be a porno - weirded me out, but I was still curious. And then...out came the scalpel. The camera zoomed in and the doctor began to slice at the women's leg as very realistic blood began to come out.

I was basically like "fuck this" at this point and ejected the cassette. I went to my mom later when she got home and told her about this weird fucking video I got and what I saw. Her response was a shockingly aloof, "Oh, that's probably just some kind of porno, there's no need to be worried." I told her that I threw out the tape and she didn't seem to mind...nor did she care that I got it in the mail to begin with. This was not like her at all. I just sort of walked away from her thinking that she was involved in sending me this weird shit but like it was best to not think too much about it.

 

[Piga Dgrifm]

This one time, I powerleveled on Kiwi Farms. Never been the same since.

 

[Dick In a Drawer]

i had really bad strawberry flavored seltzer water on sunday and i had to dump the rest of it out

 

[Antipathy]

I once didn't notice the yogurt I opened was expired.

Never again.

 

[m0rnutz]

When I was 15, I had been interested in developing a community message board for my high school. Because I was a broke faggot, I naturally went looking for any host that wasn't blocked by the fascist internet filter we put up with(it blocked Bing one time because you could preview videos).

One day I found this site that way back was apparently for schools to use. I saw there were dozens of subdomains listed in a sidebar and curiosity got the best of me.

I regret ever doing that. There were well over 5000 subs of child porn, which the age range going as low as 6. In one of the uploaded videos, a father was instructing his son to penetrate his sister, both of them naked. You know that chill you get when you feel like there is true evil near, but it's just a feeling? I got that feeling. I went deeper, and there were photo sets. More videos. Torrents. Father's were swapping photos. Get together were being planned to share children.

I reported it to the FBI of course, and wiped my fucking hard drive as fast as I could. I never told anyone the content I saw, and I didn't think I needed to. No one would have believed me.

The site would later go down and become a parked domain, but there's no doubt those kids are still not safe. My bilingual skills are shit, but I could identify they were based in Japan, Mexico, and the Philippines for sure.

Safe to say I saw some shit.

 

[IV 445]

I was held down by my teachers and had my screams recorded for their pleasures.

 

[Dane]

Stumbled into a nest of fire ants at a playground when I was 3, my mom had to hold me in place and scrape them off with her car keys. The weird thing is that despite only being a toddler I remember it vividly

 

[Clownfish]

I was in the second gulf war. I was held as a pow and they tortured me to death.

I escaped after they beheaded me.

 

[Hen in a tie]

When I was younger I watched the scene in toy soldiers where the barbies attacked the sister.
I feared the dark ever since thinking my toys were going to drag me underneath the bed to never see the light of day.

Another one was I caught a glimpse of my Mom's Novelas and the scene has a woman in bandages trying to call for help, but then when someone found her she was being attacked by rats. I never talked about it with my parents, I just got nightmares every time I remembered it.

 

[Deadpool]

One time I was kidnapped by the North Koreans, so they could use my organs to make cheap ripoffs of the X-Men.

 

[Diesel Boogaloo]

You know all those cringy childhood memories that come back to you at random? I wanted to post one of those in this thread, and none of the fuckers would pop into my mind when it was actually needed.
So thanks, OP. I'll just remind myself of this thread every now and then and I'll forget all that old crap forever. This thread might be a fucking cure.

 

[Clownfish]

I once ordered ginger ale and the waiter gave me carbonated tonic water instead. The fuck?

Serious answer?

Look most traumatic memories folks have as children are often hidden. Unpleasant things get memory holed. I know folks who were raped and beaten as children. Get in an argument with them and few days later they forget. Not pretend to forget but as if it was mind wiped.

Second most child hood memories are so distant it's as if I forgot most what happened.

The third thing is the nature if memories themselves. Every time someone recalls a memory it gets edited. Which means over time what I think happened may been created whole sale by my imagination when decades have passed on by. During the Satanic panic era there was evidence the fever of the panic ended up creating false memories of child abuse.

The final thing is form rules state don't reveal power level meaning personal details of myself



So yeah every time I see these questions I tend not to take it seriously.

 

[LofaSofa]

I'm sure we've all experienced some sort of horrible, life-altering trauma at some point or another in our lives - this thread isn't for that. This is for those events that, though not leaving you emotionally scarred and your faith in humanity shaken, has just never quite sit well with you. Like...you know...that time you totally saw a UFO but you know no one will believe you.

Anyway, my weirdest experience I'll never forget is from back when I was in elementary school. I was getting the family mail like I usually did on my way home from school from the apartment mailbox when I noticed I got a package addressed to me. It was in one of those padded, crumpled, tan packages that you send fragile stuff and sure enough, inside this package was an unmarked VHS tape.

Now keep in mind, I was just a kid and I didn't order stuff to be shipped to me by my own volition. I got packages before from like family or friends, but that's about it. So receiving a video cassette, I just assumed it was like a gift from someone.

I went back to my room and popped it in the VCR and, after a few moments the tape started playing. It was...not a regular movie. It had no FBI warning, or previews, or anything. It just went straight to the subject matter. The quality was the usual grainy, jumpy footage you see with video tapes that had been watched repeatedly over the years and it started out with a woman sitting on a hospital bed in a black room. I remember immediately feeling a sense of dread wash over me since this was already pretty fucking strange - however, I continued watching. Next, a doctor came in and began talking to the woman. I don't remember what he was saying but I do remember the whole thing at this point seeming like two people filming themselves pretending to be a doctor and a patient.

I continued watching and the doctor began to examine the woman with a stethoscope as she began to undress. At this point I was kinda panicking, wondering why was this sent to me? So I began fast forwarding. Sure enough, the woman eventually got naked, but in a not really sexual way. She was just sitting on the hospital bed, naked. I stopped fast forwarding and was wondering if this was just gonna be a porno - weirded me out, but I was still curious. And then...out came the scalpel. The camera zoomed in and the doctor began to slice at the women's leg as very realistic blood began to come out.

I was basically like "fuck this" at this point and ejected the cassette. I went to my mom later when she got home and told her about this weird fucking video I got and what I saw. Her response was a shockingly aloof, "Oh, that's probably just some kind of porno, there's no need to be worried." I told her that I threw out the tape and she didn't seem to mind...nor did she care that I got it in the mail to begin with. This was not like her at all. I just sort of walked away from her thinking that she was involved in sending me this weird shit but like it was best to not think too much about it.

Ehh bad creepypasta, not enough hyper realistic blood 2/10.

 

[Y2K Baby]

My dad molested me on a Wensday. The fact he went off schedule shook me for years.

 

[IV 445]

In my job I interviewed over 800 men and 25 women convicted of awful things.
Stuff from the darkest part of the human soul.
I was evaluating a man by the name of Crighton Dallas Wilton.
Name like that, sounded like he should own an oil company and wear a big hat-- Crighton Dallas Wilton.
Despite doing some truly unspeakable acts, he was up for parole.
And he was one of the most damn likable people I had ever met.
He said all the right things, he went to therapy.
He wrote letters to the prison board to start a program to grow flowers for the waiting rooms in state hospitals, rest homes.
And I saw right through him.
Saw that he was a true psychopath, that he knew how to play people, exactly how to play people.
I was interviewing him next to the cafeteria.
The place smelled of industrial pizza.
They were polishing the floor.
I had to shout my questions half the time.
And there was this moment.
Can't even remember the exchange.
But right then I knew that Crighton knew that I knew exactly what he was.
Everything he had said, done to hide away what he was from everyone, from himself, just slipped away, and and that model prisoner of 10 years stood up, smiled, and just cracked me across the face.
His fist felt like a rock.
Then he was on top of me and the floor polisher next door was thudding out every sound.
And I-- and I saw his face, his-- his eyes, his evil.
Mask had slipped.
And he was gonna kill me right then and there because he knew I would make sure he would never get out again.
Arm bar counter for being choked from a pinned position.
Aikido.
I wasn't taking it for self-defense, but it saved my life.
And I got to make sure he never got out again.
Well, got to try.
He got out.
Talked to the right people who got him the right things and he broke out, but it wasn't to escape.
Crighton Dallas Wilton went to my home and killed my wife, my daughter, and my son.
He walked down the street to the police station around the corner covered in their blood.
He surrendered.
Said the only reason he broke out was to destroy my life.
A year passed and he was still working those plots.
They just let him work those plots by the roads out by 85, grow chrysanthemums, forget-me-nots.

.....

Well, like I said, they let him work the plots beside 85.
Even after what he did.
They let him because he was so damn charming.
I found out the schedule, waited, made sure the right people were working.
I got him in my car quick and brought him back here.
If they'd have caught me, it'd have been fine.
It'd have been better.
But I got him here and they didn't know where to look.
I put him in that cell and I let him starve to death.
It took 47 days.
And then I was gone.
What I did to him, it didn't give me any peace.
I found my peace when I decided to never kill again.
To never kill anything again.
When I decided to settle things, I went back to Atlanta to turn myself in.
That's how I found out the world ended.
But the world hasn't ended.
Progress.
My daughter drew this on the hallway wall of our house.
She thought I'd get mad.
I just put a frame around it.
After I went back, when I found out I couldn't turn myself in because there was no one to turn myself in to, I went back home to cut this from the wall.
I lost the car on the way back.
All for a piece of drywall.
Scariest thing I ever did.
Best thing I ever did.

 

[lindsayfan]

Y'all are way too liberal with the :powerlevel: ratings. It discourages people from opening up. This is the fucking off-topic forum... and I wanna know: who hurt you?

 

[Doc Cassidy]

I had a babysitter, but, she was kinda've mean babysitter. Anyway, one day she was on her phone and, I came up to her, and said something and, she was kinda angry at me, 'cause I interrupted her phone call, AND she locked me in a room full of nothing but toys, and, she just locked me in there, and, I was very lonely, so I just sat there and cried, and... that's how my autism began. Thanks to an evil babysitter.

 

[rookie]

Watching those weird Sonic animated vore videos and thinking they were supposed to be funny vids.

I feel unclean just remembering them.

 

[MysticMisty]

I had a babysitter, but, she was kinda've mean babysitter. Anyway, one day she was on her phone and, I came up to her, and said something and, she was kinda angry at me, 'cause I interrupted her phone call, AND she locked me in a room full of nothing but toys, and, she just locked me in there, and, I was very lonely, so I just sat there and cried, and... that's how my autism began. Thanks to an evil babysitter.

Did the Lord put the mute button on you?

 

[Trans Fat 41g]

I tried to smoke dank nug and got hit with the THC Tremors. I'm not a Marley, I'm a white fucking goon who tried too hard to be "in".

I was dumb and thought I could handle shit.