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My MILs cousin and his wife were in a car accident, they couldn’t get out and the car caught on fire so they burned to death. The funeral was closed casket.
We used to live in an apartment building that had one of those elevators with kind of an accordion gate that you had to close yourself on the inside, and then at some point a self-closing door had been added on the outside. The elevator wouldn’t go until both were closed.
Well, there was a seven-year-old boy living in the building (before we lived there) who was playing hide-and-seek one day and decided to hide in between the inner gate and outer doors. Somebody called the elevator from another floor, and he basically got smushed as the elevator went up.
Ironically, the self-closing outer doors were probably added for safety reasons.
Someone I know personally- my aunt. Bled out after her dialysis access port in her arm ruptured. The worst because those few minutes alone had to have been terrifying.
Also the Tokaimura nuclear accidents where some poor Japanese fellas got a lethal dose of radiation. You can search on the web how they died. It was really awful
People here with gruesome stories and I am sympathetic to them, but I have to say watching my FIL suffer for 9 months with incurable liver cancer, wasting away to 90lbs at 5’10.
My best friend was murdered. The guy pushed him in the back and when he was on the ground jumped on his head. The damage was so severe all they could do was keep him under until he died.
My cousin was murdered by her nutjob boyfriend. He stabbed her 36 times.
My cousin and her family were struck by a semi after they pulled to the side of the road to change her sons diaper. They didn’t know there was a baby in there until after the family asked if he was ok. Absolutely the saddest funeral I’ve ever seen. RIP
One of my mom’s co workers committed suicide by jumping off the 4th floor into the atrium of their main building. And other person I know saw the person when they made impact with the floor. Teeth crushed and everything.
A friend of my cousin had a fuel leak in his jeep while on some back roads (coming back from fishing or something), he pulled over to work on it, it was cold out and it’s not clear how it happened but the vehicle rolled onto his jacket near his chest and pinned him.
From messages he attempted to send, but without cell service, it was apparent it was over 10 hours between when he was trapped and when he sent his last message.
The cause of death was found to be hypoxia and possible cardiac arrest, meaning he didn’t just get crushed, he was probably struggling to breath the entire 10 or more hours until he became too exhausted. Also it was in the cold at night. And it seems like cars probably drove past but they would have just seen a jeep sitting by the road.
One of my students (2 years ago almost exactly) was dirt biking and drove across the highway and got hit. They said his feet wouldn’t stay on this body. He had just graduated 8th grade a few days before.
Woman in our family went to the doctor for body pain. Dr put her down as opiate seeking and that was that. Once that was on her chart no dr ever EVER sought out any diagnosis even though she went to many trying to find out why she was in severe pain all the time.
2 years later she bumped her head and hurt her neck. One xray of her now broken neck revealed extensive bone cancer. She passed away a few days later.
An uncle died from a heart attack in the middle of the night. His wife found him the next morning on the bathroom floor fallen off the toilet. She died in her sleep two month later. They were married 51 years.
My mom was one of those people they let die instead of giving her the treatment she needed to get better since she was unemployed and had no insurance. I drink now.
There was a guy here that was up north, went outside of the cabin he was staying in, and got ambushed by not one, but two polar bears. Apparently they told the guys family not to buy a casket because there simply wasnt enough of him left to bury
My Dad had ALS. He could still talk kinda but he was losing a lot of his function. My Mom was checking his blood oxygen every day and it was in the 70s apparently. They decided it was probably broken or something and never mentioned it to anyway (I think it was just denial).
He had a heart attack and died next to my mom on the couch while the home-nurse was changing his diaper.
My Dad was a sailor for 30 years. He never asked for anyone’s help, ever. He was 6’2” and 220 most of his life.
He died knowing his body was failing him, as a stranger changed his diaper.
I guarantee he would have told me to just shoot him if he thought that’s how he was going to go out.
Junko Furuta. She was tortured and starved for 40 days then encased in concrete while still alive. Her case was the most sinister thing I have ever read in my life.
My wife worked for a city in Southern California. One of the street maintenance guys got caught in a wood chipper. Bad enough but when his wife was told she kept saying she wanted to see the body.
A farmer put a bale in the bale buster, and it got hung up somehow. Instead of using the loader to push it down, he jumped on it while the machine was running. The bale came loose, and the bale went through the buster, and he followed. He was shredded into pieces.
Guy I knew from younger years walked home from the bar rather than drive after having a couple. A drunk driving a pickup truck ran a red light, broadsided a sedan with an elderly driver, who careered into the pole holding up the traffic signals. My friend was between the car and the pole. Died when the car was pulled off the pole, but was awake and aware, knowing he would not survive when the car was removed.
He was a wonderfully kind and considerate human and it is so unfair that he died such a horrid death.
When I was in middle school a classmates older brother was in a single car accident. Local neighbors called first responders but miscommunication and the location of the wreck was right on the threshold between I guess for lack of better terms, “two districts” and no first responders arrived. The car caught on fire with him trapped inside and he died.
Horrendous story from the Walmart near my daughter in Halifax. Heard from a guy who knows a guy (so not at all reliable) that it was considered a suicide by local police.
My sister bled out on the toilet. She was an alcoholic and was jaundice, had late stage cirrhosis, and she was bleeding internally. She lost so much blood the paramedics gave her 7 units of blood while giving her CPR for 45 minutes.
Somehow her heart started back up, but she was barely hanging on and would never live off of a machine. I had to pull the plug.
Imagine what she was thinking as she slowly died on that toilet. At least she was probably drunk.
My late girlfriend died of multiple organ failure. Perhaps not the most gruesome way to go, but it was horrible to behold. I’ll always be kinda messed up because of it.
My cousin, his wife and two kids were driving home from a day of volunteering at a soup kitchen. They got stuck in traffic and got rear ended by a truck driver that was texting while driving. My cousin got to lie dying from a crushed back while his kids bled out in front of him.
I saw a video online(I’m sure someone knows which one I mean) where an older couple were crossing the street in front of a parked semi. The wife trips forward as she’s stepping down, her head landing in the next lane immediately in front of the tire of another semi that was passing forward, you never saw it coming because of the parked semi.
It was over the moment her head hit the pavement. Very graphic, will never forget that one. Can’t imagine what the husband went through. Goes to show though, never cross in front of anything you can’t see behind.
Pancreatic cancer. Destroys the person in the most brutal ways. The pain and slow starvation is not something I’d wish on anyone. My mother-in-law was 43 lbs when she died. She wasted away until she was nothing but a brittle shell of a human being.
Having a semi hauling a fuel tanker overturn and land on Volkswagen bug, the three occupants burned alive and had to be identified via dental records.
The guys in the VW were friends on their way to go scuba diving. When my father told my grandmother that his brother (my uncle) had died, she thought he was fuckin’ with her and slapped him.
I always figured being trapped and burning to death and knowing you wont see your wife, daughter(s)*, or family again must have been mental torture.
* unbeknownst to my uncle and his wife at the time, she was ~5 weeks pregnant and gave birth to another daughter 8 months later.
When I was in 6th grade I saw my best friends 1 year old cousin get run over my his aunt ( baby’s aunt, friends sister). We saw him under the Subaru, so my best friend ran in front of it and started banging on the hood, her sister Sister thought it was a joke so she ripped the engine and pulled forward running over the baby. He was still alive for a little bit. His mom came running out of the house because of our screams saw him picked him up and started wailing. I saw two people die that day.
My grandpa died from dementia and I would want someone to kill me before I got to the point where I stopped recognizing my family and couldn’t have conversations. Also, I wouldn’t want my kid to have to change my diaper.
Guy who was our neighbor when I was a kid, who worked for a gas company died when there was a gas line explosion at a house he was working at. If I remember correctly, they couldn’t easily find his remains.
my bestfriend shot himself in the head at 14. i know there are more brutal ways, but it was so gruesome, and he was so so young. his 8 year old brother found him in his room..
Guy from my home town was seriously overweight, to the point where he was a shut in. At some point, he broke his femur walking from his living room to his bedroom. He wasn’t found for 3+ weeks, and they inferred that he had been on the floor alive for at least 3 days, but wasn’t able to stand up, or get to the phone. They had to use the jaws of life to cut open the door frame to get him out the front and use a tractor bucket to move the corpse as it was too big to fit in the ambulance.
My grandfather, in perfect physical health, died of Alzheimer’s. His body just forgot how to do everything.
A neighbor, who drove a gravel truck, was in an accident where he hit something with the front of the truck, all the gravel broke thru his cab and crushed/suffocated him to death.
The “egg man” no clue what his real name was, he was a small farmer and delivered eggs to private homes. He rolled his tractor on him and crushed his middle section. His wife found him in the field because he was late for dinner.
A woman I knew husband shot her and SIL in the face with a shot gun and then shot himself. The sister lived and took in their kids.
Grew up in a small farm country, lots of unnatural deaths
I’m a nurse. I work in cancer and palliative care. Close to decade ago, I watched as a terminally ill patient died slowly, whilst screaming in pain. He wouldn’t have died this way if his immediate family hadn’t blocked every single opioid drug from entering his body. They were adamantly against any pain relief for cultural reasons. About 5 family members stood at his bedside, chanting and humming while he screamed.. We, as healthcare professionals had no power or say in this situation due to the power of attorney laws. This guy literally screamed for help. Fucking horrible.
I personally knew my cousin. His head was severed to the spine by the dashboard of his friend’s car when they were struck by a drunk driver on the way back from picking up some parts for his Firebird. Our uncle finished the car in his memory.
My cousin was the only fatality. His murderer got very limited jail time.
My grandfather told me how his neighbor died. The man was working on his car. While he was under it, the car started rolling. He had a mostly flat drive so it rolled very very slow apparently but he was stuck under it and couldn’t get out. The car and pavement apparently scraped him up super bad as it slowly rolled to the road. Once it got there the curb drop from the driveway to the road caused the frame to drop and finally he died being crushed.
I still remember it like it was yesterday; my friend was being abused by his family and in the summer of 2017 he was training to join the Army so he could escape. His mental health was deteriorating fast and we took turns trying to keep him at our houses so he wouldn’t have to go home but one day he was walking home from the gym along the tracks of a freight train that ran through our town. He had his headphones in and was sideswiped, killing him instantly. I think the train company ended up paying out his mother but us, his friends were filled with grief as we watched his memorial/obituary flash on our local news. We were supposed to go out for Mac and cheese the day after he died before we knew he was gone. I still regret not taking him on our road trip to NYC the Christmas of 2016. I never got to tell him how Kingdom Hearts 3 ended. We never got to go see Breaking Benjamin or take him out to the club or see him in his uniform. He saved me once by drinking my champagne for me because I’m a lightweight and he always had a soft spot for girls with dyed red hair. He was genuinely one of the sweetest boys I’ve ever met and I miss him dearly.
Rest in peace, Malachi. You may be gone but I promise you haven’t been forgotten. I still burn a candle for you at the end of July every year. I’m sorry we couldn’t save you. Logan still looks at your Christmas photos all the time. You are so loved, even now.
I was a feeshman in highschool riding bikes with 2 friends. 1 infront of me on the sidewalk and the other beside me. The one beside me didnt want to ride the sidewalk because of roots penetrating the pavement making it uneven while he rode with a can of coke in his hand. I heard a lound boom and saw sparks beside me. Drunk driver hit my boy and he flew 50 ft onto someones lawn. Driver fled the scene. Turned himself in the next morning when he was sober to avoid DD and only served 2 years. My other friend and I attempted CPR but his body was mangled and he was gurgling blood. Took rescue what seemed like an eternity to arrive while my friend and i sat on the side of the road next to his dead body just praying hed be ok. He was pronpinced dead at the hospital.
Before he got hit we were telling him to get on the sidewalk because it was getting dark. My boys last words were “the roads soo smooth its like an orgy on my tires”
My cousin got into a fatal car accident with her bf (he somehow survived as passenger). She was going through a 4 way stop and some coke heads didn’t stop and T boned them. A piece of metal from their vehicle 3/4 decapitated her head and her arm was completely detached and was in the back seat. Instant death so she did not feel pain thank god. Her bf survived with a few minor bruises and a sprained wrist but had mad survivors guilt.
A friend met the love of his life, and they got married. She intoduced him the fentynal. Taught him to shoot up dope. When they ran out of money and she got fired for being dope sick, she hung herself with a dog leash. He was the one who found her. He sunk into darkness for a year using more and more opiates and he hung himself with the same leash a year to the day later.
No brutality I know compares with death by total despair.
I was driving. It was 3 days before my birthday, 12 years ago this January. My friend was home from winter break in his first year of college. We picked him up, I drove, I wanted to go to the local Walmart 5 mins away. We got hit by a drunk doing 75 in a 35. The car spun I couldn’t breathe. After a moment I came too and looked behind me to check on my friend. He had a sliver of metal from the grill of the truck that his us in his neck. His eyes were so lost and confused. He was gone within moments. That’s burned into my brain. I will never get past it.
I never intended to tell this story, and disclaimer. It’s really bad! A friend of mine in the military was a crime scene photographer. He was called to a home of another military member that was deployed. The guy had a wife and a two year old back home. The wife slipped in the shower and died, but that wasn’t the worst part. The poor kid was still alive and no one knew. The wife had been dead for weeks by the time they found her. The kid on the other hand had only recently died when they showed up. There were little finger nail scratches and bite marks on all the cabinets and pantry doors, but they were all child proofed shut. He couldn’t get to any food or water so he died of starvation and dehydration. That really messed my buddy up for a long time because he had to photograph all of it.
Edit: Sorry for the traumatic nature of this guys. Like I’ve said in a few reply’s, I guess my hope would be for people to check in on people that may need help. I genuinely believe no one did anything wrong or negligent in this story. It was just incredibly tragic. Not to minimize the story or anything, but this happened in the early 2000s. We couldn’t always communicate back home, so it’s no fault of the guy that was deployed either.
The friend that was a photographer did continue his military career making it to the top enlisted position of Chief Master Sergeant, and he was one of the best there was. I only heard him tell that story once and he could barely make it through parts of it. He told it to draw attention to the importance of checking in on families whose spouses were deployed. I’d never heard a more effective story drawing attention to that before or since.
Not someone I personally knew, but I get to read some autopsy reports for my job. The most interesting I’ve seen was a guy who was in the hospital related to an injury, and was so constipated that he vomited fecal matter, and choked to death on it.
this might not be the exact kind of reply youre looking for, but i went to school with a boy who was stabbed to death by a homeless man his family had taken in. we were 12. i didnt know him well, but a close friend of mine had a kiddy crush on him when they were in younger school. rich family, white picket fence type thing, two parents, sports prodigy son, daughter at university. they were amazing people – did charity work, adopted rescue greyhounds. took a homeless man in to help him get back on his feet, helped him find a job, housed him til he was okay to get his own place. after hed moved out, the parents had stopped paying his phone bill. guy showed up at their house one morning before school and just tried to kill them all. even killed their dog. the dad survived, the daughter was luckily on campus about three hours away. i remember seeing the police cars that morning, he only lived about 2 minutes from my house because our home town is tiny. i think its the worst to me because i cant imagine that my classmate understood anything about the situation. i cant imagine waking up for a normal school day and then dying in my living room with my mom and my dog. every single detail has always stuck with me, and nobody in my year at my school was ever really the same afterwards
There was this gruesome video on reddit of a many who got stuck in a lathe and he was just torn into pieces as he was spinning what seemed like a few hundred rpms. It was unreal.
In high school, my economics teacher was electrocuted in a freak accident. It was all over the news.
Huge power lines fell into his yard during a storm.
He let the dogs out to shit and they immediately died upon hitting the lawn. He ran to see what happened to his dogs and immediately died as soon as he stepped off the patio.
His house then caught fire from the sparking wires.
His wife was trapped on their patio holding their baby.
Stuck between a burning house and an electrified lawn with her dead husband and dogs on it.
Firemen rescued her and the baby somehow.
Thousands of people came to pay respects.
Was one of the sadest and largest funerals I’ve ever been to.
Gene Hackman’s death was a pretty wild way to go. Wandering around with Alzheimer’s with your wife dead, going to get help then forgetting what you were supposed to do before you can make the call. Repeat that over and over…
A family friend of ours slipped in the shower and cracked his head open, the emt’s said he was proabably there for about an hour before he passed. He was an older gent who would always help us out with our vehicles as he was a mechanic. It breaks my heart to think of him laying there alone and unable to help himself after he went out of his way to help other people so often in his life. It hurts even just typing this. Rest in peace, Jimmy.
Dementia. It’s like a funeral in slow motion. The person you love is slowly replaced by something else. Like a ghost, who doesn’t know who you are and doesn’t care why you are trying to care for them.
My childhood best friend was planning to move back home to Iowa from Phoenix because her boyfriend was emotionally abusive. He decided to go with her to her last trip to the Grand Canyon as a “final goodbye” he then pushed her into the Grand Canyon and jumped after her.
My brother was killed last year, he was a pedestrian and was hit by a driver going 45-50 miles an hour. She fled the scene of the accident and was later found. She was high as a kite and had her kid in the car. The impact was so bad that he died on scene and a piece of his shirt was lodged in her grill. Fucking traumatizing. He was my only sibling. He died alone on the street. He was 43. My mom is still a basket case. She’ll never fully recover. The trail was 3 days long and took the jury 1.5 hours to find her guilty on all counts. Thankfully she’s rotting away in jail.
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A childhood friend of mine massacred his family. He murdered his father, mother and sister.
Definitely the spelunking incident where a guy crawled head first into the wrong mudhole and got stuck for all eternity.
Electrocuted. Alone in a strangers back yard. Wasn’t found for 3 hours.
Motorcyclist that I saw die from decapitation.
My MILs cousin and his wife were in a car accident, they couldn’t get out and the car caught on fire so they burned to death. The funeral was closed casket.
We used to live in an apartment building that had one of those elevators with kind of an accordion gate that you had to close yourself on the inside, and then at some point a self-closing door had been added on the outside. The elevator wouldn’t go until both were closed.
Well, there was a seven-year-old boy living in the building (before we lived there) who was playing hide-and-seek one day and decided to hide in between the inner gate and outer doors. Somebody called the elevator from another floor, and he basically got smushed as the elevator went up.
Ironically, the self-closing outer doors were probably added for safety reasons.
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Someone I know personally- my aunt. Bled out after her dialysis access port in her arm ruptured. The worst because those few minutes alone had to have been terrifying.
Also the Tokaimura nuclear accidents where some poor Japanese fellas got a lethal dose of radiation. You can search on the web how they died. It was really awful
People here with gruesome stories and I am sympathetic to them, but I have to say watching my FIL suffer for 9 months with incurable liver cancer, wasting away to 90lbs at 5’10.
My uncle busted something in his ass while taking a shit and bled to death trying to crawl to his house phone.
A family friend died on Alzheimer’s or Dementia in his early 50s. He was diagnosed with what they thought was Alzheimer’s and within months he died.
It really opened my eyes to how serious Alzheimer’s is.
A former love froze to death outdoors. 😞
A family friends father was decapitated by a dumbwaiter many years ago. I don’t know the whole story and not sure I want to
The worst way irl, as an observer?
When I was in 9th grade, we were reading Romeo and Juliet aloud in English class.
Juliet was played by a girl that was dating Romeo.
One weekend, in Oregon, Romeo got killed in a gun mishap.
The English teacher, knowing this, forced Juliet, sobbing, to continue to read the play in class.
My best friend was murdered. The guy pushed him in the back and when he was on the ground jumped on his head. The damage was so severe all they could do was keep him under until he died.
My cousin was murdered by her nutjob boyfriend. He stabbed her 36 times.
Welfare check.
Dude had committed suicide by drinking a mix of rat poison and draino. It looked exceptionally painful.
My cousin and her family were struck by a semi after they pulled to the side of the road to change her sons diaper. They didn’t know there was a baby in there until after the family asked if he was ok. Absolutely the saddest funeral I’ve ever seen. RIP
One of my mom’s co workers committed suicide by jumping off the 4th floor into the atrium of their main building. And other person I know saw the person when they made impact with the floor. Teeth crushed and everything.
Suicide. Friend from high school was bipolar and went off her meds to have a baby. It cost her her life
A friend of my cousin had a fuel leak in his jeep while on some back roads (coming back from fishing or something), he pulled over to work on it, it was cold out and it’s not clear how it happened but the vehicle rolled onto his jacket near his chest and pinned him.
From messages he attempted to send, but without cell service, it was apparent it was over 10 hours between when he was trapped and when he sent his last message.
The cause of death was found to be hypoxia and possible cardiac arrest, meaning he didn’t just get crushed, he was probably struggling to breath the entire 10 or more hours until he became too exhausted. Also it was in the cold at night. And it seems like cars probably drove past but they would have just seen a jeep sitting by the road.
Sounds like a nightmarish way to go.
There was a video on youtube of a guy who recorded his final moments while he sinks to the bottom of the ocean.
One of my students (2 years ago almost exactly) was dirt biking and drove across the highway and got hit. They said his feet wouldn’t stay on this body. He had just graduated 8th grade a few days before.
Woman in our family went to the doctor for body pain. Dr put her down as opiate seeking and that was that. Once that was on her chart no dr ever EVER sought out any diagnosis even though she went to many trying to find out why she was in severe pain all the time.
2 years later she bumped her head and hurt her neck. One xray of her now broken neck revealed extensive bone cancer. She passed away a few days later.
An uncle died from a heart attack in the middle of the night. His wife found him the next morning on the bathroom floor fallen off the toilet. She died in her sleep two month later. They were married 51 years.
My mom was one of those people they let die instead of giving her the treatment she needed to get better since she was unemployed and had no insurance. I drink now.
Rabies … Got bitten by a stray dog .. neglected and died a painful death.
There was a guy here that was up north, went outside of the cabin he was staying in, and got ambushed by not one, but two polar bears. Apparently they told the guys family not to buy a casket because there simply wasnt enough of him left to bury
My Dad had ALS. He could still talk kinda but he was losing a lot of his function. My Mom was checking his blood oxygen every day and it was in the 70s apparently. They decided it was probably broken or something and never mentioned it to anyway (I think it was just denial).
He had a heart attack and died next to my mom on the couch while the home-nurse was changing his diaper.
My Dad was a sailor for 30 years. He never asked for anyone’s help, ever. He was 6’2” and 220 most of his life.
He died knowing his body was failing him, as a stranger changed his diaper.
I guarantee he would have told me to just shoot him if he thought that’s how he was going to go out.
Junko Furuta. She was tortured and starved for 40 days then encased in concrete while still alive. Her case was the most sinister thing I have ever read in my life.
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My wife worked for a city in Southern California. One of the street maintenance guys got caught in a wood chipper. Bad enough but when his wife was told she kept saying she wanted to see the body.
A farmer put a bale in the bale buster, and it got hung up somehow. Instead of using the loader to push it down, he jumped on it while the machine was running. The bale came loose, and the bale went through the buster, and he followed. He was shredded into pieces.
I’ve watched multiple people die of cirrhosis. End stage alcoholism is horrifying. Yellow and delirious and THIRSTY
Guy I knew from younger years walked home from the bar rather than drive after having a couple. A drunk driving a pickup truck ran a red light, broadsided a sedan with an elderly driver, who careered into the pole holding up the traffic signals. My friend was between the car and the pole. Died when the car was pulled off the pole, but was awake and aware, knowing he would not survive when the car was removed.
He was a wonderfully kind and considerate human and it is so unfair that he died such a horrid death.
When I was in middle school a classmates older brother was in a single car accident. Local neighbors called first responders but miscommunication and the location of the wreck was right on the threshold between I guess for lack of better terms, “two districts” and no first responders arrived. The car caught on fire with him trapped inside and he died.
Cooked alive in a commercial walk-in oven.
Horrendous story from the Walmart near my daughter in Halifax. Heard from a guy who knows a guy (so not at all reliable) that it was considered a suicide by local police.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-14383411/walmart-halifax-worker-baked-death-reopen.html
My sister bled out on the toilet. She was an alcoholic and was jaundice, had late stage cirrhosis, and she was bleeding internally. She lost so much blood the paramedics gave her 7 units of blood while giving her CPR for 45 minutes.
Somehow her heart started back up, but she was barely hanging on and would never live off of a machine. I had to pull the plug.
Imagine what she was thinking as she slowly died on that toilet. At least she was probably drunk.
My late girlfriend died of multiple organ failure. Perhaps not the most gruesome way to go, but it was horrible to behold. I’ll always be kinda messed up because of it.
My cousin, his wife and two kids were driving home from a day of volunteering at a soup kitchen. They got stuck in traffic and got rear ended by a truck driver that was texting while driving. My cousin got to lie dying from a crushed back while his kids bled out in front of him.
I saw a video online(I’m sure someone knows which one I mean) where an older couple were crossing the street in front of a parked semi. The wife trips forward as she’s stepping down, her head landing in the next lane immediately in front of the tire of another semi that was passing forward, you never saw it coming because of the parked semi.
It was over the moment her head hit the pavement. Very graphic, will never forget that one. Can’t imagine what the husband went through. Goes to show though, never cross in front of anything you can’t see behind.
Pancreatic cancer. Destroys the person in the most brutal ways. The pain and slow starvation is not something I’d wish on anyone. My mother-in-law was 43 lbs when she died. She wasted away until she was nothing but a brittle shell of a human being.
Having a semi hauling a fuel tanker overturn and land on Volkswagen bug, the three occupants burned alive and had to be identified via dental records.
The guys in the VW were friends on their way to go scuba diving. When my father told my grandmother that his brother (my uncle) had died, she thought he was fuckin’ with her and slapped him.
I always figured being trapped and burning to death and knowing you wont see your wife, daughter(s)*, or family again must have been mental torture.
* unbeknownst to my uncle and his wife at the time, she was ~5 weeks pregnant and gave birth to another daughter 8 months later.
When I was in 6th grade I saw my best friends 1 year old cousin get run over my his aunt ( baby’s aunt, friends sister). We saw him under the Subaru, so my best friend ran in front of it and started banging on the hood, her sister Sister thought it was a joke so she ripped the engine and pulled forward running over the baby. He was still alive for a little bit. His mom came running out of the house because of our screams saw him picked him up and started wailing. I saw two people die that day.
My grandpa died from dementia and I would want someone to kill me before I got to the point where I stopped recognizing my family and couldn’t have conversations. Also, I wouldn’t want my kid to have to change my diaper.
Guy who was our neighbor when I was a kid, who worked for a gas company died when there was a gas line explosion at a house he was working at. If I remember correctly, they couldn’t easily find his remains.
My mom died from ALS. She beat cancer twice. ALS is a horrible disease it shuts down everything but your mind.
my bestfriend shot himself in the head at 14. i know there are more brutal ways, but it was so gruesome, and he was so so young. his 8 year old brother found him in his room..
Guy from my home town was seriously overweight, to the point where he was a shut in. At some point, he broke his femur walking from his living room to his bedroom. He wasn’t found for 3+ weeks, and they inferred that he had been on the floor alive for at least 3 days, but wasn’t able to stand up, or get to the phone. They had to use the jaws of life to cut open the door frame to get him out the front and use a tractor bucket to move the corpse as it was too big to fit in the ambulance.
My grandfather, in perfect physical health, died of Alzheimer’s. His body just forgot how to do everything.
A neighbor, who drove a gravel truck, was in an accident where he hit something with the front of the truck, all the gravel broke thru his cab and crushed/suffocated him to death.
The “egg man” no clue what his real name was, he was a small farmer and delivered eggs to private homes. He rolled his tractor on him and crushed his middle section. His wife found him in the field because he was late for dinner.
A woman I knew husband shot her and SIL in the face with a shot gun and then shot himself. The sister lived and took in their kids.
Grew up in a small farm country, lots of unnatural deaths
Fungus infected lungs.
Watched someone shrivel to nothing over 2 years. Getting shorter and shorter of breath. Intense pain all day, every day. Covid got him in the end.
Fuck that.
Everyone, wear a dust mask while gardening, please.
I’m a nurse. I work in cancer and palliative care. Close to decade ago, I watched as a terminally ill patient died slowly, whilst screaming in pain. He wouldn’t have died this way if his immediate family hadn’t blocked every single opioid drug from entering his body. They were adamantly against any pain relief for cultural reasons. About 5 family members stood at his bedside, chanting and humming while he screamed.. We, as healthcare professionals had no power or say in this situation due to the power of attorney laws. This guy literally screamed for help. Fucking horrible.
Wood chipper. Two teenage girls were killed by a stalker in the town I lived in.
Lived near a factory before it shutdown.
Two large steel wheels that pressed sugar cane together to get the juices out to make sugar
A guy fell in with the sugar cane and got pressed
I personally knew my cousin. His head was severed to the spine by the dashboard of his friend’s car when they were struck by a drunk driver on the way back from picking up some parts for his Firebird. Our uncle finished the car in his memory.
My cousin was the only fatality. His murderer got very limited jail time.
Fuck alcohol, man.
Saw the aftermath of a dude who fell asleep halfway onto a train track.
My grandfather told me how his neighbor died. The man was working on his car. While he was under it, the car started rolling. He had a mostly flat drive so it rolled very very slow apparently but he was stuck under it and couldn’t get out. The car and pavement apparently scraped him up super bad as it slowly rolled to the road. Once it got there the curb drop from the driveway to the road caused the frame to drop and finally he died being crushed.
I still remember it like it was yesterday; my friend was being abused by his family and in the summer of 2017 he was training to join the Army so he could escape. His mental health was deteriorating fast and we took turns trying to keep him at our houses so he wouldn’t have to go home but one day he was walking home from the gym along the tracks of a freight train that ran through our town. He had his headphones in and was sideswiped, killing him instantly. I think the train company ended up paying out his mother but us, his friends were filled with grief as we watched his memorial/obituary flash on our local news. We were supposed to go out for Mac and cheese the day after he died before we knew he was gone. I still regret not taking him on our road trip to NYC the Christmas of 2016. I never got to tell him how Kingdom Hearts 3 ended. We never got to go see Breaking Benjamin or take him out to the club or see him in his uniform. He saved me once by drinking my champagne for me because I’m a lightweight and he always had a soft spot for girls with dyed red hair. He was genuinely one of the sweetest boys I’ve ever met and I miss him dearly.
Rest in peace, Malachi. You may be gone but I promise you haven’t been forgotten. I still burn a candle for you at the end of July every year. I’m sorry we couldn’t save you. Logan still looks at your Christmas photos all the time. You are so loved, even now.
I was a feeshman in highschool riding bikes with 2 friends. 1 infront of me on the sidewalk and the other beside me. The one beside me didnt want to ride the sidewalk because of roots penetrating the pavement making it uneven while he rode with a can of coke in his hand. I heard a lound boom and saw sparks beside me. Drunk driver hit my boy and he flew 50 ft onto someones lawn. Driver fled the scene. Turned himself in the next morning when he was sober to avoid DD and only served 2 years. My other friend and I attempted CPR but his body was mangled and he was gurgling blood. Took rescue what seemed like an eternity to arrive while my friend and i sat on the side of the road next to his dead body just praying hed be ok. He was pronpinced dead at the hospital.
Before he got hit we were telling him to get on the sidewalk because it was getting dark. My boys last words were “the roads soo smooth its like an orgy on my tires”
I know of a person who drowned in a lagoon of liquid cow manure on a neighboring farm.
An acquaintance of mine died after falling in a mix wagon (a giant machine that mixes and grinds up feed for cattle). They found one of his shoes.
Farming is dangerous in ways most people will never understand.
My cousin got into a fatal car accident with her bf (he somehow survived as passenger). She was going through a 4 way stop and some coke heads didn’t stop and T boned them. A piece of metal from their vehicle 3/4 decapitated her head and her arm was completely detached and was in the back seat. Instant death so she did not feel pain thank god. Her bf survived with a few minor bruises and a sprained wrist but had mad survivors guilt.
A friend met the love of his life, and they got married. She intoduced him the fentynal. Taught him to shoot up dope. When they ran out of money and she got fired for being dope sick, she hung herself with a dog leash. He was the one who found her. He sunk into darkness for a year using more and more opiates and he hung himself with the same leash a year to the day later.
No brutality I know compares with death by total despair.
Walking in on my mom dead after talking to her 40 minutes before. She was gonna make rotel dip. She seemed perfectly fine. That was last Friday
I was driving. It was 3 days before my birthday, 12 years ago this January. My friend was home from winter break in his first year of college. We picked him up, I drove, I wanted to go to the local Walmart 5 mins away. We got hit by a drunk doing 75 in a 35. The car spun I couldn’t breathe. After a moment I came too and looked behind me to check on my friend. He had a sliver of metal from the grill of the truck that his us in his neck. His eyes were so lost and confused. He was gone within moments. That’s burned into my brain. I will never get past it.
I never intended to tell this story, and disclaimer. It’s really bad! A friend of mine in the military was a crime scene photographer. He was called to a home of another military member that was deployed. The guy had a wife and a two year old back home. The wife slipped in the shower and died, but that wasn’t the worst part. The poor kid was still alive and no one knew. The wife had been dead for weeks by the time they found her. The kid on the other hand had only recently died when they showed up. There were little finger nail scratches and bite marks on all the cabinets and pantry doors, but they were all child proofed shut. He couldn’t get to any food or water so he died of starvation and dehydration. That really messed my buddy up for a long time because he had to photograph all of it.
Edit: Sorry for the traumatic nature of this guys. Like I’ve said in a few reply’s, I guess my hope would be for people to check in on people that may need help. I genuinely believe no one did anything wrong or negligent in this story. It was just incredibly tragic. Not to minimize the story or anything, but this happened in the early 2000s. We couldn’t always communicate back home, so it’s no fault of the guy that was deployed either.
The friend that was a photographer did continue his military career making it to the top enlisted position of Chief Master Sergeant, and he was one of the best there was. I only heard him tell that story once and he could barely make it through parts of it. He told it to draw attention to the importance of checking in on families whose spouses were deployed. I’d never heard a more effective story drawing attention to that before or since.
Grandma died from suffocation, due to Alzheimer’s, she forgot how to breathe.
Not someone I personally knew, but I get to read some autopsy reports for my job. The most interesting I’ve seen was a guy who was in the hospital related to an injury, and was so constipated that he vomited fecal matter, and choked to death on it.
this might not be the exact kind of reply youre looking for, but i went to school with a boy who was stabbed to death by a homeless man his family had taken in. we were 12. i didnt know him well, but a close friend of mine had a kiddy crush on him when they were in younger school. rich family, white picket fence type thing, two parents, sports prodigy son, daughter at university. they were amazing people – did charity work, adopted rescue greyhounds. took a homeless man in to help him get back on his feet, helped him find a job, housed him til he was okay to get his own place. after hed moved out, the parents had stopped paying his phone bill. guy showed up at their house one morning before school and just tried to kill them all. even killed their dog. the dad survived, the daughter was luckily on campus about three hours away. i remember seeing the police cars that morning, he only lived about 2 minutes from my house because our home town is tiny. i think its the worst to me because i cant imagine that my classmate understood anything about the situation. i cant imagine waking up for a normal school day and then dying in my living room with my mom and my dog. every single detail has always stuck with me, and nobody in my year at my school was ever really the same afterwards
There was this gruesome video on reddit of a many who got stuck in a lathe and he was just torn into pieces as he was spinning what seemed like a few hundred rpms. It was unreal.
In high school, my economics teacher was electrocuted in a freak accident. It was all over the news.
Huge power lines fell into his yard during a storm.
He let the dogs out to shit and they immediately died upon hitting the lawn. He ran to see what happened to his dogs and immediately died as soon as he stepped off the patio.
His house then caught fire from the sparking wires.
His wife was trapped on their patio holding their baby.
Stuck between a burning house and an electrified lawn with her dead husband and dogs on it.
Firemen rescued her and the baby somehow.
Thousands of people came to pay respects.
Was one of the sadest and largest funerals I’ve ever been to.
Gene Hackman’s death was a pretty wild way to go. Wandering around with Alzheimer’s with your wife dead, going to get help then forgetting what you were supposed to do before you can make the call. Repeat that over and over…
A family friend of ours slipped in the shower and cracked his head open, the emt’s said he was proabably there for about an hour before he passed. He was an older gent who would always help us out with our vehicles as he was a mechanic. It breaks my heart to think of him laying there alone and unable to help himself after he went out of his way to help other people so often in his life. It hurts even just typing this. Rest in peace, Jimmy.
Dementia. It’s like a funeral in slow motion. The person you love is slowly replaced by something else. Like a ghost, who doesn’t know who you are and doesn’t care why you are trying to care for them.
I’m sure there’s worse methods , but I found my 13 year old daughter after she hanged herself 2 years ago . That messed me up in ways I can’t explain.
My childhood best friend was planning to move back home to Iowa from Phoenix because her boyfriend was emotionally abusive. He decided to go with her to her last trip to the Grand Canyon as a “final goodbye” he then pushed her into the Grand Canyon and jumped after her.
My brother was killed last year, he was a pedestrian and was hit by a driver going 45-50 miles an hour. She fled the scene of the accident and was later found. She was high as a kite and had her kid in the car. The impact was so bad that he died on scene and a piece of his shirt was lodged in her grill. Fucking traumatizing. He was my only sibling. He died alone on the street. He was 43. My mom is still a basket case. She’ll never fully recover. The trail was 3 days long and took the jury 1.5 hours to find her guilty on all counts. Thankfully she’s rotting away in jail.
Saw a story where someone slipped on a banana peel and hit their head.. like a literal cartoon death. Idk if I should cry or question reality