The first time I got punched in the head, I was surprised it didn’t hurt. I was stunned, but I wasn’t in abject physical pain. I remember noticing this as my nervous system, on the other hand, spun out of control. Frantically trying to process what happened, my brain decided that simply freezing was the best course of action.
It was not.
Emily hit me again. This time, with a straight right to the middle of my forehead. She was moving at warp speed, and I was trapped. My feet were lead and my gloves were superglued to my face. My brain, sluggish and overwhelmed, was unable to control
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