The Time I Bit My Tongue Off

When I was eight, I was over my babysitters house playing with a bunch of kids in the backyard. My mom was home across the street. We were playing Ring-Around-the-Rosie and when we sang, "Ashes, ashes, we all fall down," I fell down hard and bit my tongue at the same time.

I'd never bitten my tongue before, and I thought I had completely bitten it off. I went running out of the backyard screaming like a maniac. I was lucky there were no cars coming because I just darted across the street without looking.

In the process of running across the street screaming, I lost one of my shoes. By the time I got to my house,  my mom was running out the front door because she thought I'd been hit by a car (since I was screaming so loud).

When she finally calmed me down and I realized I still had my tongue, I had to limp back into the street to get my other shoe. Needless to say I was much too embarrassed to go back and play Ring-Around-the-Rosie with my friends.