I nearly died by sheer hatred by my classmates. This happened during my sixth grade school year. One time, I got beat up in sensitive places, especially "there". Eventually blood started to flow out of my body and I began to cry. I thought I was done for until a security guard heard the ruckus and saved me from near death. Unfortunately, my bullies left the scene, leaving me there in pain. Since that day, I have always talked with him and always gave him some cookies for saving my life.
Another near death moment happened about two years ago. It was just a day of hanging out with my friends at the pool. Since I didn't have any swimming clothes, I have always used a shirt and jeans as my swim wear (I never had the money to buy swimming clothes). You may think that I was stupid to swim in full clothing, but I have been swimming like this for years now. Anyways, a cute friend of mine (who I used to have a crush on) asked me to join her in the water. I was about to swim with her, until someone was pulling my leg and drag me down. My enemy was wearing a snorkel and I only had my lungs. I kept fighting him off, but he called in his reinforcements and started to drown me. I was almost out of air, but I couldn't do anything. Luckily, my cute friend of mine was fast and strong in water. She pulled me out and started to call the police on my friends. She started to hold me close in her arms, crying for my injuries. I told her that she didn't have to worry. She then told me that she was moving and she didn't want to leave me. I gave her a kiss on her cheek and eventually passed out.