I remember that part from a song, “takes my breath away…” but I don’t remember any more of the song, or who sang it, or if I like it or not. :P
I remember getting the wind knocked outta me once. But I don’t remember how. Maybe that was the time a friend talked me into playing tackle football with him, his sister, and my brother. I didn’t know what I was doing nor did I know that we should have been wearing football getups for that. Needless to say, I was crying soon after. I think I must have been 10 at the time or something.
Hmmm… every time I rode with a friend’s father… yeah that took my breath away… and not in a good way, either… There was the time he was driving and writing something on paper, at the same time. In the back, I saw us approaching a stopped school bus. Never until that point had I ever felt was it was like to really be trying to say something but not be able to get a word out. I could only gasp and hit my friend. She kept saying “what? what!?” as she looked at me. She looked forward and saw the same thing she did. The same effect came over her and she started hitting my brother, since she sat between us.
Thankfully, we are alive today. Though I may end up with early gray hairs because of that crazy, crazy man.
valerie
