Saw an accident on the interstate. It wasn't too bad, two cars clipped each other and one guy lost control, spun around and hit the barrier. His car ended up backwards in the left lane. I was right behind him, came to a full stop, and was going to get out and help him when it was safe.
He must have been dazed and stepped right out of the car at the worst possible moment. Almost immediately, he was struck head-on by a car going full speed in the middle lane.
I didn't know it was possible for a 200 pound human to be airborne for that long. He was probably dead before he even hit the pavement.
A couple of years ago in my hometown there was a boy who killed himself because his girlfriend broke up with him.
He shot himself....on an elementary school playground. Not sure if kids found him or not but it was really fucked up.
Days later the girlfriend threw herself in front of a train.
My little cousin was 5 when he died. He was attending another 5 year old's birthday party, and was swinging on their swingset. Which was not anchored into the ground at all, just sitting on top of the ground. So when he swung out too far, it tipped over and the steel pipe that was on top of the swingset crushed his skull.
A kid was swamping for his dad a few winters ago and they needed to put tire chains on their bed truck.
The dad told him to get out and put the chains on while he kept hit foot on the brake. The kid got the chains on and was in the process of doing up the inner hooks and the truck slide back and crushed his chest.
He died on scene and I never saw the dad again. That's one of the probably 2 dozen fucked up deaths I have heard of it the oil patch just around my area.
Former EMT here. The worst trauma I worked was a 69 year old man, who blew his face off with a shotgun.
He put the barrel under his chin and it ripped his whole face off when he pulled the trigger. He was still alive when we got to him. His face was just a red skull, with some meaty pulp on it and one eye left. He fucking looked at me. I will never forget it. Or the smell.
A friend of a fried died when someone threw a cinder block off an overpass and it dropped through her windshield. She lost control of the car and crashed, and died in the hospital a couple days later. Just because she happened to be there when some asshole decided it would be fun to cause a wreck. As far as I know, no one ever caught the guy.
Someone I used to know got crushed by his truck while he was working on it & the jack slipped. Former coworker blew his face off. Worst one I ever read about was a kid who got decapitated on a party bus after he opened up the skylight at the wrong moment--just before going under an overpass.
My mom and our family like to tell us to not gamble because one of our uncles was found chopped to pieces in the back of a restaurant.
This happened in Macau and crimes like this used to happen so much that police brush over it (most of them are corrupt anyway).
Two stories to share.
First was the guy two doors down from me in my college dorm, who died from autoerotic asphyxiation. It was the first time I'd ever heard of the scenario. He had no roommate (so nobody could discover his body), and he was 28 years old so he was quite a bit older than the rest of us on the floor. Therefore he had his own circle of friends outside of the rest of us dorm residents.
It happened completely coincidentally that the drain in our communal shower got a massive clog at the same time, and water was backed up out of the bathroom and into the hallways. When he was a couple of days gone and started smelling, we all thought the shower drain was what caused the smell. But the drain was fixed and the smell stayed with us. A day later, our resident manager found him. We all were on lockdown for the rest of the night.
Second story: a community member in the small town where I grew up lost *all three* of his kids in the same car accident. They were driving down the interstate to go visit him in the hospital, as he was recovering from back surgery on his birthday. As they were passing a semi, their car lost a wheel and they swerved into the semi's gas tank.
Two of them died instantly. The third one managed to climb out of the car while he was on fire, and died in the hospital later.
That's fucked up the parents ever since then. They divorced not long after.
This happened about 26 years ago. I had a cousin by way of extended family (cousin through marriage) that was 16 years old when he died (we were the same age). So he lived in rural Virginia, and there wasn't much to do for fun, so him and a buddy thought it would be fun to pop some truck tires. So they go to the back of a super market where a few tractor trailers were parked over night.
My cousin took a knife to pop one of the tires. The tire exploded (from the sudden loss of air pressure I guess) and the tire rim popped off and hit him in the head. He was on life support for a few weeks when the family decided to pull the plug...
Fast forward a couple years later... Same family... His sister, I think around the same age at this point (maybe 15) got into a fight with her boyfriend in her driveway. Well not a "fight" but he basically was going to break up with her. So she goes in the house and gets her father's pistol and threatens to kill herself if he breaks up with her. Well the gun goes off and she shoots herself in the head and dies. I don't think she really intended to go through with it. I think it was an idle threat she was making, but still ended up the same.
Two kids in the same family.
A guy who was drunk and forgot his keys and punched in his back door window and slit his wrists on the glass. Bled to death in his front yard.
Most definitely the man who was suspended upside down for like 48 hours in a cave before he finally died. The worst part is, while they were able to get him some food and water, the rescue attempts by cutting the rock still failed and he slipped further down; so ultimately the cause of death was a slow and agonizing suffocation as the rest of his organs were putting pressure on his lungs and diaphragm, so each breath was shorter and brought in less air than the last...
Edit: also his body wasnt able to be recovered and is still there, so this part of the cave is closed off IIRC
My Grandpa, a wonderful man, whom I only have one memory of when he wasn't extremely sick, died when I was about eight. He had advanced dementia and had broken a hip that had developed gangrene. He cried for his wife, my Grandma. Begging for her to be by his side. She was right there, but he did not recognize her.
I read a comment on Youtube on how these four teenagers on the interstate decided to cut off semi trucks and brakecheck them. They did this a few times before they ended up having their car completely flattened. All four are dead.
I was at a gas station filling my car when a guy with a toy gun tried to rob an armored truck that was servicing the bank across the street. The truck guard had a real gun and used it. I heard the shots, looked up and saw the would-be robber down on the sidewalk with the guard standing above him, gun ready to fire again if necessary. That happened nealy 40 years ago, but two things have stuck with me. One was the look on the guard's face. He was totally lit with adrenaline. The only other time I saw a look like that was when one of my dogs got quilled by a porcupine. The other was the sadness I felt trying to imagine what might have led the robber to throw away his life in such a futile act of desperation.
Maintenance guys were working on steam lines when they burst. Before they could make it upstairs their skin started to bubble and fall off of their arms and faces. We could hear screams from the sub basement begging for anyone to just kill them.
All three died.
My mom's old boss used to be a paramedic and he responded to an accident scene where a woman had hit a deer. The woman was in a convertible and the deer flipped into the backseat. The woman was fine until the deer woke up and basically decapitated her by thrashing around.
Bad wreck near me. The car went off the road and hit rocks. The girl in the passengers side was impaled by a large rock that cut her into three pieces. The top half of her ended up on the highway. The bottom part of her and one of her legs stayed in the car. Her other leg also flew out out of the car, but it went over the highway barrier and down a hill. It ended up in a swimming pool and was found the next day.
I've (and everyone on the frequency) heard the last words of a pilot and his passenger, something along the lines of "*Oh God <unintelligible>*". Followed up with the story: mid-air collision, 4 dead. The airplanes were in surprisingly small pieces. It stuck with me for a long, long time.
When I was in junior high I saw a kid my age get hit by a car that ran a red as he was crossing on his bike. The bike was shredded, he got thrown fifteen feet, and he was dead before he hit the ground.
To make it even more fucked up, the lady who hit him was panickedly trying to go pay her ill elderly mother's rent so she wouldn't get evicted. More than one life was destroyed that day.
About 20 years ago a non-custodial Phoenix father picked up his daughter at daycare, and told her he was taking her to see Santa. Instead, he brought her out to the desert and burned her alive.
When I was a kid, we were watching a 4th of July fireworks show on the waterfront. The people who were lighting the fireworks were either on a boat or a floating dock. I wasn't really paying attention and was probably only about six years old. I had just gotten over my fear of fireworks.
Everything started off perfectly, but then something went wrong and the boat *exploded.* It was probably the prettiest unintentional explosion a person could see, all of the fireworks randomly exploding at once, reflecting their colors off the rippling water.
Except I remember the way the people on the boat screamed. It was unlike anything else. I have goosebumps just thinking about it, ugh. I'm not entirely sure that anyone actually died because fortunately I was far enough away that I didn't get to see their flesh melting as they jumped (or flew) into the water. But those people were on fire, for sure, and since it was such an explosion I'm not sure if all of them survived.
For a while we all waited around to see if there would be more fireworks, but when the coast guard showed up my dad declared, "Whew, what a finale!!" and we left.
**TLDR; A boat may not be the best place for a fireworks show.**
A couple riding their bikes on the Trans Canada highway through Banff National Park in the 90s. One of the cyclists was either too close to the driving lane, or the guy driving the motorhome was too close to the shoulder, but the sideview mirror decapitated the cyclist. Driver was in denial and just kept driving, but the cops eventually caught up to him.
Story from my dad. He was a police officer in the 80's. This was before the seat belt laws and child safety laws. He had to help clean a baby's body out of the glove box. It really messed with his head.