Whether you were literally on your death bed; miraculously survived a fall of a cliff; someone shot at you but the gun jammed; or a bullet missed you by a millimeter. However you want to define your escape from death.

I ask because I was thinking and I can’t think of a time I was particularly close to death, or dodged a bullet. A drunk lady on my mission threw a butcher knife at me, but I sidestepped it. In hindsight, I’m not even sure it was really even close to hitting me. But I was mad as freaking heck.