True Frat Hazing Horror Story Of 2024
my college years were some of the best years of my life don't get me wrong I'm very happy with the life I live but my memories of those four years are Eternal my advice to anyone still in college don't take it for granted because it definitely flies by I went to a beach College our campus was literally right on the water this story takes place while I was undergoing pledge with my pledge class if you don't know that's basically a full semester of initiation for everyone who got bids to the Frat that semester most of what happens during pledge is better left un discussed anyway it was the last week of the pledge before we officially became Brothers typically this is the week where the fraternity kicks things up a notch so to speak for us it was commonly understood that at some point during the final week we'd have to undergo the beach challenge here's what would happen the brothers would drive our entire class about Mi down the coast on Friday night then we'd have an hour to finish a massive keg filled with God knows what then they'd walk us down to he beach tie all of our wrists together blindfold us take our phones watches and shoes and leave us there we'd have until sunrise to make it back to the house otherwise, we'd all be dropped to be completely honest with you I was pretty nervous leading up to this but there was really nothing I could do there was nothing any of us could do I remember it being oddly chilly the night of but the excitement of becoming a brother and finally being done with all this nonsense was adrenaline the kegs were the easy part by this point, we were pretty comfortable with divvying up the alcohol and pulling trig if necessary there were of us after tying us together the brothers blindfolded everyone but Chandler who was at the very front of the line he was to be our eyes but that's all the help we'd get our pledge master was this big Mexican guy named Ramirez but he insisted we all call him Los Poos like the restaurant from Breaking Bad he was a strange dude he outlined the rules for us one last time then joined the rest of the brothers and left we were now on our own I won't run you through everyone's names but my closest friends in my pledge class were Shawn Johnson Jackson and Vikram I was at the very back of the line and Johnson was directly in front of me we began walking with Chandler leading us it was hell without our phones there really was no way of telling how much ground we were covering or how much time we had left all we could do was keep walking at first we tried to relax the Mood by talking and cracking jokes but eventually, that got old after what I'll call hours of walking we were trudging along in complete silence with the occasional stop for someone to throw up I started to disassociate even the sounds of the ocean grew silent as I walked along trapped inside my own head it was completely silent suddenly I felt a sharp tug on the Rope around my wrists so I took a few big steps forward and stopped assuming Johnson had fallen Johnson was a little more clumsy than most so this kind of thing wasn't super surprising I didn't really have the strength nor energy to ask him if he was all right so I just waited I must have been standing there like a statue for a full minute something felt off I was just about to say something when The rope around my wrist was pulled tight again I resumed walking pleased that Johnson hadn't passed out the track resumed and I drifted back into my zoneout face feeling terrible I prayed we were closing in on the final stretch we had to be just then I took what must have been my step but something was different instead of hitting damp sand my foot slapped the unmistakable a thin layer of ocean water I took a few more steps and the water got deeper reaching up to my ankles I was confused why would Chandler be leading us into the water the Rope pulled tight again meaning Johnson and everyone else in front of me was continuing to walk so I did the same I guess I figured someone needed to wash off their feet for whatever reason if no one else was complaining though I definitely wasn't going to start the water remains at ankle height for a while advancing and receding with the sway of the Waves just then though I felt the water began to rise again until it was comfortably around my shins, Chandler was definitely screwing with us which for the life of me I couldn't understand why wasn't this stupid activity painful enough the water was only going to slow us down seconds later it began to pick up on a faint sound in the distance I craned my ears and began to recognize it it was the sound of an idling boat engine as we continued to walk the Drone of the engine only got louder meaning it was getting closer or I was getting closer to it I was starting to get really uncomfortable the water was almost up to my knees at this point finally, I broke the silence.
what must have been hours of unspoken silence guys what the hell are we doing in the water I waited confused as to why no one was answering me guys I asked again in a more concerned Voice still nothing I could feel Panic begin to set in suddenly my blindness was suffocating I had to look around I reached my wrists up towards my eyes in an attempt to undo my blindfold as I did so the Rope yanked away from me forcing my arms back down I cursed plunging my head down towards my fingers and undoing my blindfold before the Rope could be jolted away from me again to my horror Johnson wasn't the one guiding me instead I found myself staring at a random middle-aged man holding The Frayed End of the rope tied around my wrists I stared in shock at a severed rope in his hand and that's when I realized what had done the cutting a long rusty kitchen knife sat on his left hand past him there was a boat bobbing in the water and I could make out three more Silhouettes towering on board I screamed bloody murder before he had a chance to react by yanking my arms upward as fiercely as I could at the same time I lifted a foot out of the water and kicked his chest with all the strength could muster luckily the Rope Broke Free from his grip, he grabbed my shirt to try and cushion his fall but the fabric gave way with a deafening rip he yelled as he plunged into the water with a huge chunk of my white pledge t-shirt but I was already moving as fast as I could toward dry land my wrists still tied a few seconds passed before I heard a splash from further away someone had jumped off the boat.
most horror frat hazing story ever
I didn't even look behind me I just kept moving I was about halfway to the sand when something whizzed right past my head maybe a few inches from my right ear it was the knife I watched it shoot past me before disappearing into the water I was in complete complete shock but the adrenaline was doing its job I got to land and for the first time looked back there were two men in the water and two on the boat they weren't chasing me anymore just staring lifelessly in my direction the closest man was still holding on to the white piece of my shirt that had torn off in The Fray I didn't waste another second I ran up the beach and made it to the street by this point it was past Sunrise but my frat was the last thing I was thinking about I flagged down the nearest car and after pleading to use their phone called the police it was no use by the time the cop showed up the four men were gone presumably off to wherever in that tiny little boat of theirs I lied to the cops about what happened worried that there might be repercussions for the Frat luckily they didn't ask questions I didn't get too much crap for my frat brothers they were actually more pissed at Chandler for not realizing what had happened even though he swears he didn't hear a thing after that I became a brother and things went back to normal well normal for a while.
horror frat hazing story ever told
A few weeks later a couple of the guys and I was playing beach dice on the sand behind the house when Jackson noticed something in the distance there was a stick poking out of the sand and tied to that stick was the white piece of cloth that had been torn from my T-shirt the design on the ripped stick was unmistakable it was my shirt to this day I have no idea how they knew which frat I was in my brother's think they might have recognized the piece of my T-shirt but I have been more Sinister Theory I think it's very possible that they knew our frat would be sending us pledges on that beach that night helpless and blind I think they very well could have planned the whole thing around that stupid tradition swooping in and kidnapping whoever they could I was just unlucky enough to be in the back which still gives me chills to this day I still, wonder what might have happened to me I got on that boat the police as always were useless it's been nearly several years they never found anything
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