The WORST Experience Of Your Life

How many bad experiences have u faced so far?

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Use this thread to discuss your WORST experience of your life ( notice that I have caps locked "worst", so I mean it has to be really really bad!)

Share your experiences with us Poke-Beach Forum Memebers, and try to keep this forum active. And its not like as if u can say only 1 WORST experience, u can say another one, but only after someone else has said something. I will begin as soon as someone replies.

OK? BEGIN! :D
 
Ok, I was at school and I get bullied as I have for 8 years. So I was in class and I dropped my sharpener under the table. I went under the table and the teacher made a joke and everyone laughed. I got really embarassed and it was playtime, everyone still laughed about it.
 
Ummmm...bad experiences...bad experiences...

I'm not bullied or anything in school, so nothing there.

*Will edit this when I can think of something*
 
I was 12.

First day of school.

Never had diarrhoea before (british spelling).

School rules were stupid. Couldn't go to the toilet during the last 5 minutes of the break and no running.

Then my stomach went... ouch.

I didn't want to go to the toilet though, it was the last 5 minutes.

But I couldn't take it, and walked briskly.

Then the poo came out.

I went to the toilet and did the rest. Then I realised there was no toilet paper. Pulled my dirty pants back up again and went outside to get toilet paper. A few boys came in and complained about some bad smell.

When I returned to class, I realised that there was still some poo on my shoe.

Worst experience of my life.
 
Noobnerd said:
I was 12.

First day of school.

Never had diarrhoea before (british spelling).

School rules were stupid. Couldn't go to the toilet during the last 5 minutes of the break and no running.

Then my stomach went... ouch.

I didn't want to go to the toilet though, it was the last 5 minutes.

But I couldn't take it, and walked briskly.

Then the poo came out.

I went to the toilet and did the rest. Then I realised there was no toilet paper. Pulled my dirty pants back up again and went outside to get toilet paper. A few boys came in and complained about some bad smell.

When I returned to class, I realised that there was still some poo on my shoe.

Worst experience of my life.
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Lawl :D
 
Well, as for me, I had a lot of bad experiences, and the one I remember the most is..

It was a rainy day, the clouds were rumbling, and small drops of water were pouring upon the school field.

The day was 14th February, and I decided to propose to that girl I had admired for so long.

So, with high hopes and dreams, I went towards that girl to propose to her. Well, I was obviously nervous!

Anyways, after a long time of practicing, I went to that girl face to face and spoke out all of a sudden, the words I always wished of saying.
....
She walked away... Without even an answer...

I stood there like an idiot and heard the laughter of my class mates nearby....

...
 
Well, someone hurt me very badly. Let's leave it at that.

I remember, when we pressed charges on him, it made me very scared. I thought he might come back after me. Nothing comes even close to that day...
 
^Wow

Well, lets see

When I was 2, I fell down the stairs in my crib. :(
In the same year, I knocked my front two teeth out on a drain pipe.
Oh, and I fell in a freezer and I got locked in.
 
Someone saw my a*s at science :D
He laughed, but then I pwnd him because his theeth are bigger than Buggs Bunnies one =P
 
Well, I don't recall the worst event of my life, but this one was funny in the end, and a little annoying when it happened:

It was my sophomore year in High School, and it was lunch time. Every day (literally, every day, even if it was raining) at lunch, I'd get my food and go stand at this one spot outside. It was like... A wooden post in the ground that came up to my belt which I set my books on (so it kinda made a book-sized table for me to set my food on), with trees, a good view of half of the outside lunch area, and half of the school in the view to the front, and then behind me was the rest of the lunch area, mostly the indoors section. There were like... Ten tables behind me, too, which were always crowded by the same groups of kids, kinda like they silently claimed that table as their own. So I figured, this post would be my spot, where I'd come each day to enjoy lunch - why not? The view was great, and the shade from the trees was nice, too.

Well, one day, about... The middle of the year, this group of kids at one of the tables behind me decides to throw oranges at me, just because they didn't like that I stood by myself all the time, in the same spot. Well, they were all poor shots, so they mostly missed me, with the best hit being one grazing the side of my leg. I turned around and asked all of the tables in the area if they saw who threw them, and of course, no one confessed. Well, I didn't see an administrator in the lunch area at the time, so I waited until lunch was over, and spoke to my teacher, who gave me a pass to see the building administrator.

We worked out an increase in staff patrolling the area, so that was good (it actually did increase, even for the rest of my years at High School). Well, the next day, they threw one orange, and right away I found a staff member and reported the table that was laughing, and the one I most suspected to be them... Which evidently, turned out to be right.

So, it was annoying while it was happening, but funny in the end - honestly, throwing oranges at someone just because they choose to stand in a beautiful spot at lunch, alone, every day? Seems like they couldn't stand someone being different. ;D

Oh yeah, even up to my last day in that school, I had people picking on me for staying in that spot, but never to such an extreme, and only on certain occasions.
 
This happened earlier this year. I have a crush on a girl and for some reason, my class liked playing Truth or Dare. I got Truthed and they asked me if I had a crush on someone in our class. I said yes. Next spin. Me. I had to choose Dare and they dared me to tell them who it was. I told the guy who asked me and the next spin.... Him. He got dared and said it. A girl that was sitting close enough to hear our conversation heard him say it. She told my crush and I was EXTREMELY EMBARRASED!!! If it wasn't for my friend, Tyler, telling her that it wasn't me that liked her, she would still know.

Secretly, I think she knows it was me.
 
Soul Seeker said:
Why do they have that many oranges ?
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Well, we're in Florida, so it's easy enough to get them... Plus, fruits and some vegetables are available in a bowl near the cash registers when you get your lunch, so they must've just taken a bunch when the lunch ladies weren't looking.

Oh yeah, to stay on topic, another bad event of my life was when I got hit in the face by a soccer ball in 4th grade.
 
Xous said:
Soul Seeker said:
Why do they have that many oranges ?
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Well, we're in Florida, so it's easy enough to get them... Plus, fruits and some vegetables are available in a bowl near the cash registers when you get your lunch, so they must've just taken a bunch when the lunch ladies weren't looking.

Oh yeah, to stay on topic, another bad event of my life was when I got hit in the face by a soccer ball in 4th grade.
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Yay! Another Floridian!

You got hit in the head by a soccer ball, too?
LOL, that happened to me! I was very sensitive at the time, yet I tried to be manly, and I wouldn't cry, even when I felt like it. I know better now than to cry. It's still very bad when you get Soccer Ball'd, though...
 
For a science project, me and my friend did a report on how diet coke and mentos works. We went outside, and arranged 10 2 lieters, and 40 packs of mentos outside (4 packs a bottle, yeah). We set it off, and it was an amasing fountain of sugary syrup. It would have been an A project, but we forgot to open the window to let them see :(. Then my teacher cussed at us.
 
Xous said:
Soul Seeker said:
Why do they have that many oranges ?
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Well, we're in Florida, so it's easy enough to get them... Plus, fruits and some vegetables are available in a bowl near the cash registers when you get your lunch, so they must've just taken a bunch when the lunch ladies weren't looking.

Oh yeah, to stay on topic, another bad event of my life was when I got hit in the face by a soccer ball in 4th grade.
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Well I play club soccer all the time, and that reminds me of some things that happened to me:

1: I was playing soccer, the ball was bouncing and I was about 1 yard away from it, but someone else got there first, and with all of his strength kicked the ball and it hit my left eye. I was on the ground, they stopped the game and asked if I could still play, I opened my left eye to see if I could, but I couldn't see out of it! I was half blind so I had to come out.

2: Indoor soccer 5 years ago: ball hits my nose and it bleeds, it bled on the turf and stained it forever, you can still see it today lol.

Xous: getting hit in the face by a ball is NOTHING!

EDIT:: my eye eventually healed a couple hours later but it really hurt still >_<
 
Hmm, this is one of the toughest topics ever. I can narrow down the best and scariest experiences without a problem. For some reason, there's way too many bad experiences to list. Most involve teachers, assignments, bit**iness, etc.

Ah how could I forget this one. I asked out this girl a few years ago. She said no. I was pretty bummed out the whole week and am still pretty bummed out. :F

dmaster out.
 
I've been through hell and thus have experienced many horrid things.

I think 1 of the worst experiences was when I was young, my parent's were seeing a psychologist. I had to make IQ test which was calculated in the wrong way someone. That resulted in a bunch of wrong diagnosis and in the end, because those people couldn't find anything wrong with me, they decided to send me to a insane asylum. Thank god my dad saved me from that.

That's just 1 of many MANY traumas.
 
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