Life

When I was little, I had a playroom, and I had a lot of toys - MOUNTAINS of toys - in there. I would always play with them and there was a bed in there. It’s like God gave me wings and I could fly. I was running on the ceiling, jumping off of walls and making a HUGE mess. So one day  I was playing in it as usual then I saw a window so I tried to reach it, but I missed and fell on the bed.