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This isn't my dumbest thing, its my dad's.
>be me, age 7
>walking innawoods with dad
>dad says "you need to learn how to get out of these woods" and promptly pulls my cap down over my eyes
>Walk deep into woods, seems like forever
>Dad pulls cap up and says "count to 100 and walk back to the car, don't follow me because i'm going the wrong way"
>i do the count, start walking in random direction
>oh look a deer trail
>follow deer trail to stream "i wonder if this is the same stream that we always see........."
>walk along stream, oh hey someones dog on the other side of the stream (that side was 6ft lower than the side i was on)
>nope, that's a coyote "COOOOOOOOOL!"
>continue on
>oh look, coyote has two friends
>wh-why are you guys looking at me like that?
>coyotes not making any sound, just staring
>keep walking, coyotes walking right on the edge of the water
>start seeing familiar part of the woods, i know exactly where i am now
>coyotes watching me
>keep walking, coyotes making me really nervous, randomly get welcome to the jungle by gnr in my head
>getting to the point where i can cross, "what am i gonna do now?"
>pretty sure the coyotes are aware of the same thing, they pick up the pace and get ahead of me
>gunshot echoes through the woods
>drop and look towards crossing point, coyotes high tailing it out of there
>dad standing about 30yd from crossing point, gun in hand
>spend rest of day following deer trails with little to nothing said which is typical for us.
>no real concept of the situation with the coyotes
>2.5 hour ride home, get in the shower
>parents yelling at each other
>mom breaks down bathroom door, seriously broke a hole into the door and smashed it off the frame screaming "AREYOUOKOMGWHATSWRONGWITHYOUOMGOMGOMG?!?!?!?!"
>scared to death
>jumpscare.exe, smash down face first onto edge of tub
>two black eyes and a bloody/broken nose, blood everywhere
>mom still screaming, dad gets me dressed, go to er
>mfw the nurse said i was safer with the coyotes
