Funny, Scary, and/or Odd TRUE Stories Thread - PSP Forum

Critt3r · 02-07-2006, 06:42 PM

Topic says it all. Must be TRUE stories. This one of mine took place a couple of years ago, two or three.

I lived about 15 minutes walking from my outdoor school in Woodside CA. One day during lunch, these two upper school/high school (keep in mind this was a few years ago) girls were squabbling over who stole whos boyfriend and who's the b!tch. Well it escalated after school, when I was just hanging out waiting for another friend to come out from play practice, and from across the school, a friend and I heard shouting, fighting and what sounded like three gunshots. That's all I knew about it, but then a minute after the noises, a voice came over the loudspeaker: "Exit the school premises NOW unless you have an after school activity and are able to PROVE it." My friend and I, via a stare at each other, decieded that our other friend would hitch a ride with us once we came back with parents, and we hightailed it out of there. You know that 15 minute well paced walk home? 6 minutes flat.

That was the scariest momemt of my life so far. I felt threatened for my life, school career, and other stuff too.

Well post your stories too! I'll give umds to ones I think are very cool, but very VERY sparangly.

Rei · 02-07-2006, 07:17 PM

so were they gunshots or not? i want the full story or have you not found out?

Critt3r · 02-07-2006, 07:27 PM

Never found out. I assume that they were, but nobody got hurt, the two girls and the boyfriend got suspended, and supposedly one of the girls was expelled, or just left.

Spartan · 02-07-2006, 07:31 PM

I was in the 8th grade(so long ago) and we were in the middle of a ceremony that awarded outstanding 8th graders. So every 8th grader packed into the gymnasium and sat around for a little over an hour and a half listening to the vice principal drone on with name after name of "stand-out" scholars. Since this was the 8th grade, and colleges don't exactly review your progress so much then, I wasn't much more than a pushover when it came to acadmics.

So instead, I decided to doze off near the back of the congregation and sat between my two best friends, just like the ham between two slices of bread in a sandwich.

A little while later, still semi-asleep and semi-awake, my friend nudges me and instructs me to go up to the podium, because they had called my name. Slightly groggy and disoriented, but most of all confused, I make my way up to the podium from the very back of the gymnasium to the front where the vice principal of the school was busily handing out award certificates and cheesy medallions.

And for all to see, I simply motioned my hand outward to recieve my certificate when the vice principal calmly asked for my name. I told him, and in a slight recoil and raising of his thick eyebrows, he filed through the stack of certificates he had in his hand. After obviously not finding anything matching my query, he then turned to the teacher helping distribute the medallions, and mouthed my name in a subtle whisper. After seeing that teacher shake her head and eye me anxiously, I realized that my name hadn't been called at all.

As I embarassingly made my way back to my seat, with every 8th grader's eyes fixated on me, what was only a 30 second walk to my seat seemed to take months and months. As I finally made my way to the rear of the gym, I looked up at both of my friends pointing and laughing harder than I had ever seen them laugh.

I took my seat between them, and proceeed to continue my nap.

Rei · 02-07-2006, 07:36 PM

one night coming home from wal-mart (were we bought an air-horn) me and some of my buddies passed a brown van. the man inside was wearing a black cowboy hat. we blew the air-horn at him and proceeded down a gravel road to take one of my friends home. the van followed. real close-like. we sped up and lost him cause we pulled into an empty field and shut off our lights and he passed by goin like 5 mph and he had rope lights lining the inside of his van. well we were all together again riding around town (small town) and guess who we seen/spotted us. a guy wearing a black cowboy hat driving a brown van. he followed us and we lost him. we talked to some of the cops (who happen to be our pals) and they said he is crazy and that we should avoid him at ALL costs. the guys best friend went to prison. hes a pyromaniac. not a wow i like fire kinda person but an i hate you im gonna burn you person. did i mention these guys are old and creepy and are now after us?

Rei · 02-07-2006, 07:39 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Spartan

I was in the 8th grade(so long ago) and we were in the middle of a ceremony that awarded outstanding 8th graders. So every 8th grader packed into the gymnasium and sat around for a little over an hour and a half listening to the vice principal drone on with name after name of "stand-out" scholars. Since this was the 8th grade, and colleges don't exactly review your progress so much then, I wasn't much more than a pushover when it came to acadmics.

So instead, I decided to doze off near the back of the congregation and sat between my two best friends, just like the ham between two slices of bread in a sandwich.

A little while later, still semi-asleep and semi-awake, my friend nudges me and instructs me to go up to the podium, because they had called my name. Slightly groggy and disoriented, but most of all confused, I make my way up to the podium from the very back of the gymnasium to the front where the vice principal of the school was busily handing out award certificates and cheesy medallions.

And for all to see, I simply motioned my hand outward to recieve my certificate when the vice principal calmly asked for my name. I told him, and in a slight recoil and raising of his thick eyebrows, he filed through the stack of certificates he had in his hand. After obviously not finding anything matching my query, he then turned to the teacher helping distribute the medallions, and mouthed my name in a subtle whisper. After seeing that teacher shake her head and eye me anxiously, I realized that my name hadn't been called at all.

As I embarassingly made my way back to my seat, with every 8th grader's eyes fixated on me, what was only a 30 second walk to my seat seemed to take months and months. As I finally made my way to the rear of the gym, I looked up at both of my friends pointing and laughing harder than I had ever seen them laugh.

I took my seat between them, and proceeed to continue my nap.

holy crap lol. ive seen that done to people but the way you told the story made me laugh so hard!

Critt3r · 02-07-2006, 07:40 PM

OoOoOo... That musta sucked. Maybe I should add embarrassing to the title...

Spartan · 02-07-2006, 07:43 PM

Well, I found it more along the lines of "odd," but indeed. Its one of those memories that you play in your head over and over like a DVD(or in our case, a UMD).

I find the incident hilarious these days, but back then I was pretty humiliated. I mean, I didn't really care so much after a while because I ended up going to an High school private academy, while most of those kids ended up going to the local public school.

Critt3r · 02-07-2006, 07:44 PM

Yeah... I've led a pretty boring life so far...

GQBalla · 02-07-2006, 08:41 PM

hehehehe
so in high school whenever i was in the washroom and whenever there was someone taking a shit, i would very quietly pike up the big metal garbage can and place it in front of the stall and proceed to turn of the lights and close the door!!!

AHAHAHHA than all you hear is them opening the door and CRASH the garbage goes flying.

another thing i do is when they are taking a shit i wind up and give the door of the stall their in a huge kick!!!! AHAHHAHA i remember one time i scared this kid so bad he farted when i kicked the door!!!!

throwing wet paper towel is old school