It seems I'm not the smartest of psychics, so, yeah... That's probably why I had to go to the hospital. But, I'm getting way ahead of myself. It was a cool fall day. My friend and I were playing over at my house. Of course, she wanted to go outside. She always wanted to at that age. We went on the trampoline and started doing something extremely stupid. We jumped from either side of the trampoline and ran into each other at the center, using our hands to stop each other by pushing on the other's shoulders.
After the first two times, I got a horrible feeling in my stomach, as though I had just eaten bad meat. My shoulder's started to tense and relax at the same time. In other words, I had a "bad feeling" about it.
"Let's not do this anymore. I have a bad feeling about it..."
"Just one more time, okay? Please?"
"Okay, just ONE more time..."
Then, we jumped, missed, and she landed. Right... on top... of me. My head was forced forward. I could barely breathe, because I was face-down on the trampoline, and I didn't want to move in case I made it worse. I had to walk back up the hill because my friend phrased the problem in the wrong way, and my mom thought I had an asthma attack, and she said it would be better if I walked up the hill into the house (remember how I said I could barely breathe? Well, I vocalized it. She said I was lying down on the trampoline and couldn't breathe, instead of telling the whole damn story because she was afraid of getting in trouble.)
I was rushed to the Hospital by my mother. I got my neck x-rayed, and THANK YOU GOD! My neck was not broken! I am still alive and not paralyzed today. But now, whenever I get a bad feeling like that again, I make it stop by stopping whatever action will set that series of events into place.