My name is Cody, I'm twenty-nine. Something happened ot me when I was a kid, I was about eight. I'm not really sure if I remember it right. Me and a few friends were walking down the street, on the way to a store to buy some candy. On the way there we found a Playground, it was old and beaten up, but we didn't necessarily care then. When we got home we all asked our parents if we could go and play at the playground, and they agreed. We all met where we usually would, a little spot behind a pizza place where we would smoke and swear away to each other, and started to the playground. when we got there the playground looked even older, and even more beat up, but we didn't notice. As soon as I stepped onto the playground I felt, odd, as if i was getting sleepy, and losing happiness. We played for a few minutes and the feeling was getting worse, but I ignored it, I was having too much fun. Finally, I looked at one of my friends, but it wasn't him, he looked like one of the eight graders. I froze, I didn't like the older kids, but after staring for what felt like forever, I realised, that was my friend. I looked to my left to find another eight grader, I realised it was also my friend. As scared as I was, I couldn't stop playing. As I continued to play I felt more and more tired, and more and more sad. At one point to I didn't feel in control any more, I was being forced to smile, and laugh, and play. I finally snapped out of it, and stood completely still. I felt horrible, as if I'd be happier if I died. I slowly looked down to find the ground farther away than i remembered, I was naked, my arms were boney, and I had a bit of hair on my chest, and other places. My friends were still playing, completely naked as I was, our ripped clothes on the playground floor. I finally was able to drag myself off of the playground. The playground that was now even older, and beaten up. I shouted to my now teenaged friends, still playing and laughing. I couldn't move, I could only, watch. I watched as my friends bodies grew in maturity. After about three hours or so passed they were old and wrinkled, still naked as a baby, trying so desperately to play. Finally they died, and quickly became dried out skeletons. I ran, as fast as I could to my house. I burst threw my front door to find my mother cooking, She didn't look any older than she was hours before I left. She asked me who I was. I gave her an upset look, and she asked me again. "Mom, it's me, Cody!" I exclaimed.
My name is Cody, I'm physically twenty-nine years old.
