I almost drowned once and I've had a couple of other scares, but none of those life-threatening incidents were the most scariest moments of my life. The most scariest moment in my life came in the form of a text.
My parents being minimalists didn't believe in our need for anything beyond necessity even though they had more than enough money to spend on frivolities, or "extras" as they called it. They believed we had to account for the "extras" ourselves when we were old enough, though I half-believe it was also a ploy to limit our interactions with our friends, the internet, and the outside world in general. My parents ran a tight ship. Because of this, my siblings and I all bought our own phones, laptops, first cars, etc., literally all of it, ourselves. This meant I didn't have a phone pretty much all they way throughout high school (I finally got one several paychecks into my first job a couple weeks before graduation), but I used to cheat my way out of this restriction by constantly using my mom's phone to text all of my little friends.
So then, what happened was, one of my friends gave "my number" to this one stud muffin at school. The long and short of it is that dude, at some point, was supposedly double-dog dared into sending me an **pic, which, as luck would have it, was the first thing to pop onto my mom's screen when she unlocked her phone one lovely Thursday afternoon.
Yep.
That was the most terrifying moment of my life.
Moral of story: Don't share a phone with your parent, even innocently.