Bad day Nothing went right Problem after problem with no solution You have come to a conclusion You know tomorrow’s another day Until then I’ll lend an ear, I’ll lend an ear Bad week Everything went wrong So much stress You just want to rest You know next week will change Until then I’ll lend an ear, I’ll lend an ear Bad weeks Misfortune after misfortune You’re just so tired Your brain so wired You hope things will get be...

Ponder honestly felt bad for the boy. He just watched as he tried to retrieve his stuffed animal from the other older children who were throwing it back and forth from each other. No one was coming over to help, no one to intervene. Ponder knew he couldn't do anything, no one could see him, he couldn't interact with anything besides the doors, he was just a spectator in this world. Suddenly a whistle blew, meaning recess...

Ponder sat on the grassy yard watching the family of three spending time together splashing around in the pool. The small white dog also laid on the ground sunbathing. Ponder was curious, so he got up and made his way over to the dog. The dog didn't notice him as expected, looking at its collar the dog's name is Bailey. It sounded very familiar to him but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Though watching this family...

For some reason this word, 'ponder' meant something to him. It felt important to him, as if it ment something more than just a word but he couldn't quite get why. He decided to dub his name Ponder till he could remember who he was. Ponder took one last look around the room before walking over to the door, but before he could turn the knob, the door slowly began to open. Through the door came the same man from the hospital...

Dizziness struck, everything swaying around him, it was hard to stay balanced. He staggered over to the wall for support, suddenly a surge of sharp pain in his head. The world around him almost like static on a TV fuzzy and sporadic, the feeling of blood ran down the back of his neck dripping to the floor. He rushed to a drawer to find any sort of wrapping, after locating a roll of linen he wrapped it around his head a fe...

Throughout his body, pain was the only thing he felt. His arms, torso, legs, but the most prominent pain was his head, he moved his hand to feel it and felt a large bump and a warm liquid that could only be blood; he then lost consciousness. Upon waking up again the pain returned, everything felt sore but he was able to think clearly now though when he tried to recall what had happen, he couldn’t remember. Still laying on...

Today was finally the day, that faithful point in Paul’s life. Of course he had no idea it was upon him, he woke up feeling like it was any other Saturday morning. His clock showed 6:30am meaning it was time for Paul’s daily morning jog; he took a shower, and got dressed as per usual. It was until he wanted to go downstairs where he found something quite odd, looking down his stairway it lead into a seemingly never ending...