The pickle shot around the corner smacking into the giant sign he felt the metal crunch and mold around his face the blow sent him staggering back in a daze that could only be caused by metal.
He sat looking at the cute cookoo birds that swirled soberly around his bumpy and scarred head he wondered what happened were am i and what is this place that i dwell in. The nurse came in and said " hello Mister Pickloplis you had concussion can you remember anything". All my memorys rushed back filling in all the puzzle peices but yet deep within me i had a feeling that i was missing something. Then it hit me i had lost all my childhood memories all the good things that i had experinced i had lost.
