metal's Dreadful Ordeals

I have to reveal these scary, if not, painful experiences out to get these off my nerves...

1. Once Bitten, Twice Shy: When i was 8 years old, i was fond of picking up "tansans" (bottle tops) in the neighborhood, pound them flat and convert it into an improvised tamborine. Sometimes these tops are good as bets in "tatsing". While walking along an empty street, in front of a big nipa house...a group of dogs (five of them), i still remember it clearly, came running towards me each giving their own bite. Had 25 anti-rabbies shot after that. After a year, my pet puppy accidentally bit me...had another 25 shots. Three years ago (from now), after a drinking session, a neighbor's dog (who had just given birth) run after me and gave me her share...6 shots in a row. That's 25+25+6...56 shots (too painful). Result is, i have now this dog trauma...whenever i see one, i sweat profusely and call all the saints that i know. It's thrice bitten, twice shy.
2. Billy's Got a Gun: It was a summer of my 2nd year in college, a friend called me up one night telling me to meet him in a secluded local bar in Baguio. We were meeting a guy for a talk with some illegal business (please don't ask about the business, it's hallucinating) so i had to go there. There was my friend with an odd-looking, goon-looking guy just sitting beside him. We had a couple of beer while talking some business, then my friend just said..."my friend here can play a guitar and sing", i think he uttered that because the bar has a small stage with a couple of instruments at rest. The guy requested me to sing a few, but i refused telling him that i feel awkward. The guy just pulled out a gun, put it the table and said, "it's your choice...kakanta ka o hindi". I don't know what's got into him. No choice...i have to pick up the acoustic guitar, put my butt on the stool at the stage and sang: Himig Natin (by J dela Cruz), Dust in the Wind (by Kansas) and Operator (by Croce), last one was Sweet Baby James by James Taylor (i loved folk songs then). Yeah, singing while looking at a gun on a table. I almost fainted afterwards.
3. Trial by Fire: 1994, two days before New Year, me and my family went home to Pangasinan (from Rizal) for a family reunion. My brother with his family (just came from Canada) were there, our eldest sister with her family (who just came from US) and our youngest sister are all present, with our Mom & Dad. We were having a grand conversation at the sala then an unusual sound just came off the ceiling..."ksssssst". It was an electrical failure, and after a while, our house, just newly painted in preparation on my siblings arrival from abroad, was up in smoke...the house was on fire. We all scramppled out of the house and watch it engulfed by fire. Each one of us was crying, nothing was saved, even a single clothing, we have to stay at my aunt's house for the meantime. What a reunion, too tragic...after a year, we started rebuilding a new house for my folks. Now they're ok.
4. In Sickness & in Health: I had this illness in the year 1996, i'm damn sick i had to leave work and had a pain taking medicine for two months. It was the lowest moment of my life, i though i'd die. But God was so good, he gave me my second chance...and i'm not wasting it.
5. Dad's Alright: 2004, the greatest fear i had...when Dad fainted in an FX taxi after a run around at a mall in the province. He was brought to a nearby hospital but was advised we'd bring him to the Philippine Heart Center. The doctor made an advise for us not to waste time and look for some blood donors, 15 healthy men minimum. He was tentatively diagnosed of a very rare heart disease...a very difficult situation and chances were very slim...we all broke down. I've called everyone that i know for some blood, i was hiding my emotions then making myself strong. When everything was ready, the doctors made their final diagnostics (very expensive tests and laboratories). One day, he called us telling that the first findings were incorrect and that Dad's not that ill, he's free from his heart operation. Suddenly the sun shone, birds were singing and i felt a mountain just came off my back. Indeed, it was a miracle and we were all crying with joy. God is truly great and Dad's now as healthy as a horse.

I was thinking of another part of this post which is "metal's Dark Secrets"...but nah, that'll be too personal. I have countless of them, very, very dark, indeed...but i'll keep it in my closet for a while, bring these with me to my grave. This will be my last post if i do that.