Have you ever had a gun pointed at your face?

Went on ambulance run to schizophrenic girl's house. She opened door with shotgun pointed at us. We asked her to put down and she turned gun on herself and shot herself in stomach. Later died

Living with a friend for the summer and I got to the house one night and nobody answered the door but I knew he was home, his brother always left his window unlocked so I raise the window and the curtain fly's back and I am looking down the barrel of a .44

More times than I care to remember.

What if it was my body and not my face?

Twice.

Growing up as a kid an elderly neighbor pulled a .38 revolver on myself and other neighborhood kids for kicking a ball into her yard. My mom called the cops. When they arrived she said we were lying but the cops wanted to search her house anyway. They found the loaded revolver in her living room.

Second time was when I was a teenager. I was driving down Florida Boulevard late at night and another car pulled beside me and the passenger pointed a pistol at me. I drove like hell to the Sherwood Forest police station and they took off.

Yes, shotgun through my rolled down pick up truck window. Too tired and drunk to care or be upset at the time and the fella had a good reason for it.

Some guys left a passed out drunk 14 year old girl on my front porch steps of the house I rented after they took her to a party somewhere, I guess they were too afraid to face her father..... Well no one warned me so I asked her about 1 am if she was capable of giving me directions to take her home. So I did. Her dad was sitting outside with his gun, he was a country boy and I might have done the same. Once his girl got out of my truck and I told him what happened he took the gun off me and let me leave. I was telling the truth, just taking the kid home so her folks wouldn't be worried, but heck I was a drunk 19 year old so I doubt he believed me. Glad he didn't shoot

Bon Marche mall, walking out of seeing Jurassic Park back in the early 90s

It was finals week 10 years ago and I was returning from a night of studying to my town house (near GSRI). I pulled into the parking area where my town house was and a jeep with no working brake / tail lights was stopped in the middle of the way, blocking my way to get to the parking area closest to my place. I sat there for a good minute or so, thinking "wtf is going on???" Finally, 3 urban youths get out of the vehicle and begin walking in the direction that I need to go. The jeep drives off and I pass up the 3 guys and go park near my place. As I'm exiting my vehicle, they are passing by next to me. One pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. I instinctively put my hands up and said "take whatever you want." I took my backpack off and they told me to empty my pockets. I put my phone (flip phone), wallet, and keys on the ground. One of them said "we don't wantcha keys." That was kind of them I guess..., They took my wallet, phone, and backpack (which had a newly purchased Ipod Video and all of my study materials for finals) then they told me to lie on the ground and they took off. When I knew they were out of sight, I grabbed my keys, shouted several expletives, and jumped in my car and tried to track them down. I caught up to them down the road, and they stopped short of a stop sign ahead. I cautiously kept my distance, but I really just wanted to get a plate #. They sped away through the stop sign and I followed onto Gardere. They made it to Burbank and went east and were weaving in and out of traffic, so it was hard to keep up. I'm almost to where Burbank turns into Siegen and I finally catch up to what looked like a jeep with no tail lights. It turned out to be some other car that had one or both tail lights out, so I lost them. I went back to my place, called the cops, and they showed up pretty quick and took a report. I told them about the tail lights being out and the make and model. 2 hours later, the cops call me and tell me they found a vehicle that matched my description and the suspects got out of the car and fled. They caught two of them and brought me there in the police car to ID them, which I did. They didn't find any of my stuff.

I returned home and realized how F'd I was for finals without all of my notes and books. The next morning I get a knock on my door very early, at sunrise. It was a cop and he had my backpack. Apparently those idiots ditched it right around the corner of my building!

A week later, the cops tracked down the last guy and found my phone at his place, and returned that. Somebody also found my ID in a parking lot and mailed it back to me a week later.

I consider myself extremely lucky that I wasn't shot or hurt. It still haunts me to this day...all the what-ifs. Ever since then, I'm way more observant of my surroundings and never exit a vehicle if I see sketchy people around.

Not my face per se.

Twice in Montgomery, AL (frick that place) and once in Chattanooga. Luckily all three times, I had nothing in my wallet and the thugs ran off before realizing it.