Here’s a bit of background. The kids in this area were wealthy farmers and literally nobody beyond that. That might set the stage so that you can understand the basic intellect. To keep it short there was a party at my boyfriend’s (at the time) descending from the upstairs and more private powder room and I was on the landing balcony for a few seconds. Somebody was calling my name from below, so I leaned a bit over the wrought iron Spanish style iron… The wrestling team thought it would be funny to dump me over on the first floor. I barely weighed over 100 pounds at that time.

I landed perfectly and it only knocked the wind out of me. I was awakened to my cousins voice asking, “omg is she dead?” With her face close to mine I went shush.

We were able to play these motherfuckers that we were supernatural from that point forward.

You can always use intellect to fight back when people only have physical force.