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Ever seen something and it won't leave your brain?

Aliciarose

Loner doesn't mean Lonely
So, a week ago I pull up to work and there's no less than 6 cop cars on the street on the next corner with lights going. Loads more cops walking around the property. We are 3 miles outside of Detroit, for context. Few years ago we had a raid across the street with swat, smoke grenades, etc. It shook the walls of work when they entered the building for what was a sex trafficking/drug bust so I was thinking it was another raid. As I get closer, I can see 4 more cop cars with lights in the side parking lot. Get into work and hear the story from a coworker who was at the light when it happened. It was a car vs motorcycle vs building. The biker had lost his foot when he hit the building. 2 inches of nothing but bone at the end of his leg. (We have a Harley, so I empathize but, damn!) All these people were out there looking for dude's foot. The freaking Fed-Ex man came around the corner and almost stepped onto the biker's leg with no foot. Anyhow... a week later... I'm still wondering if they ever found the guys foot! I've seen some shit in my life but none have ever stuck with me as long as this guys foot! Tell me I'm not the only one who gets strange shit like this stuck in my brain! And...If so, what? And no, there was never any update.
 
So, a week ago I pull up to work and there's no less than 6 cop cars on the street on the next corner with lights going. Loads more cops walking around the property. We are 3 miles outside of Detroit, for context. Few years ago we had a raid across the street with swat, smoke grenades, etc. It shook the walls of work when they entered the building for what was a sex trafficking/drug bust so I was thinking it was another raid. As I get closer, I can see 4 more cop cars with lights in the side parking lot. Get into work and hear the story from a coworker who was at the light when it happened. It was a car vs motorcycle vs building. The biker had lost his foot when he hit the building. 2 inches of nothing but bone at the end of his leg. (We have a Harley, so I empathize but, damn!) All these people were out there looking for dude's foot. The freaking Fed-Ex man came around the corner and almost stepped onto the biker's leg with no foot. Anyhow... a week later... I'm still wondering if they ever found the guys foot! I've seen some shit in my life but none have ever stuck with me as long as this guys foot! Tell me I'm not the only one who gets strange shit like this stuck in my brain! And...If so, what? And no, there was never any update.
You can be assured that something found the carrion, be it insects or mammals.
 
So, a week ago I pull up to work and there's no less than 6 cop cars on the street on the next corner with lights going. Loads more cops walking around the property. We are 3 miles outside of Detroit, for context. Few years ago we had a raid across the street with swat, smoke grenades, etc. It shook the walls of work when they entered the building for what was a sex trafficking/drug bust so I was thinking it was another raid. As I get closer, I can see 4 more cop cars with lights in the side parking lot. Get into work and hear the story from a coworker who was at the light when it happened. It was a car vs motorcycle vs building. The biker had lost his foot when he hit the building. 2 inches of nothing but bone at the end of his leg. (We have a Harley, so I empathize but, damn!) All these people were out there looking for dude's foot. The freaking Fed-Ex man came around the corner and almost stepped onto the biker's leg with no foot. Anyhow... a week later... I'm still wondering if they ever found the guys foot! I've seen some shit in my life but none have ever stuck with me as long as this guys foot! Tell me I'm not the only one who gets strange shit like this stuck in my brain! And...If so, what? And no, there was never any update.
TLDR: There was a traffic collison near my place of work a week ago. Biker lost his foot, and police and passerbys spent hours trying to find the severed flesh, while all I could do was stare at his raw stump. How do I find out if the foot was ever recovered?
 
I had a car driving in front of me do a sudden U-turn into oncoming traffic. Not sure why he did that but a car coming the opposite direction smashed into it pretty hard and one of the doors came off and a girl fell out onto the road. She was screaming and crying and I never forgot how it sounded. It was a kind of primal and raw fear kind of scream. Her arm took some impact and it looked quite wobbly from the elbow. It stuck with me and anytime I drive on that road I always remember that spot where it happened. I don't think I would remember it the same way if it had not been a child.
 
TLDR: There was a traffic collison near my place of work a week ago. Biker lost his foot, and police and passerbys spent hours trying to find the severed flesh, while all I could do was stare at his raw stump. How do I find out if the foot was ever recovered?
Hang on a minute... Are you a real Hippo'..? Hippo's don't have 'places of work'. You just spend all your time wallowing in rivers in Africa.
 
Not sure if this is the same kind of shit, but every time I get reminded of my surgery with botched anesthesia I get a bit choked up. Not the greatest experience in my life. Likes to visit my mind from time to time without any invitation as well.

I also can't get out of my head a memory of an old cat lady that grabbed me over two decades ago and asked if I have a pair of scissors, because she wanted me to cut free new born kittens (she said they were tangled in umbilical cord, "connected and squished like bloody grapes"). That lady was dirty, smelly and kinda scary, wanted to drag me into railroad bushes, and my imagination made those kittens way more gore than it probably was. I still think of them sometimes, I hope they were okay and that they actually existed, so it wasn't some weird assault attempt.
 
ive had a certain member here send nudes,and i cant get that out of my head. im not talking in a good way either. im scarred. i think i might have ptsd from that shit too. i get nightmares. daymares also. when i see a hot chick,all i can think is she has the same saggy teets and lengthy cracked and dried up beef curtains. even though she shows no sign of any of that! just kill me now and get it over with.
 
You will never hear anything about 90% of the shit that happens in your community. If they do file anything for public knowledge it is very vague
yeah the best you usually find (unless the news decides to run with it for some reason) is the statistic next year and a sentence post on twitter that gets taken down a week later at the families request (victim or perps but the perps usually stay up) i watched someone get murdered once and looked into it and went down that whole rabbithole and thats the most i could find ever.
 
Move on, get over it, are easy words used by hypocritical cunts that don't follow what they practise.

Dwelling on things like that does nothing for you....it's counter productive and not the sign of a healthy mind.

I've seen horrific shit, but I don't let it control my brain and sunt me or my development.

Process it, bank it and move on.......

Or be a slag that cries about shit that happened years ago...
 
Hang on a minute... Are you a real Hippo'..? Hippo's don't have 'places of work'. You just spend all your time wallowing in rivers in Africa.
For fucksake.... I took what the OP had posted, and cut out all the waffle.

If you bothered to read the Original post, and then mine - did it not sound familiar, at all? - Like... very familiar?

I swear half the cunts in this site just have their brains set to "Idle"...
 
i drive a old pick up without seatbelts, i was on a parts run in the UK and rushed to get to the boat.
there was a lot of slow moving traffic because of a crash, i can still see the guy half out of the windscreen, a dead bloody mess.
at that time i was 23, it made a impact on me. both me and my dad had a beer on board, he told me that is the risk of no seatbelts and driving like a cunt. 20 years later, still no seatbelts in my truck, and still not driving like a cunt.
 
It isn't gore, but I've seen what was likely "swamp gas", or the origins of the term "will-of-the-wisp"

A ball of ionized particles appeared as I walked down a wooded path, passed directly in front of me, and then vanished. There was an urge to run, another urge to reach out to it, but I simply froze as it had genuinely shocked me.

When it passed in front of me, I could feel the energy. It was not too different from feeling the sound waves when sitting next to good speakers with heavy bass at a party, but more intense.

It was slightly larger than a basketball, yellow in color, almost as if a mad scientist had captured a lightning storm and suppressed it into this orb.
 
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