There is a ton of things that shouldn’t be happening right now…

I shouldn't have passed out.

I shouldn’t be bleeding from the back of the head right now.

That guy’s knee shouldn’t have come down on my head.

I shouldn’t have been sitting down in the middle of a jumper.

We shouldn’t have been in that gym in the church messing with said jumper.

We shouldn’t have gone downstairs without supervision.

Well now I am just backtracking… I should stop that.

Anyway… I’ve just been here thinking to myself for an indefinite amount of time. It’s boring to say the least. It’s pretty spacey in here. The feeling is like I’m floating. It feels great and terrible. Like eating a little too much, on one hand it feels good to be full, but it also feels like if someone touches you you’re going to vomit.

Now that you have a grasp on how I’m feeling, well physically not emotionally, I should tell you I also have no concept of time. So I have no idea how long I’ve been like this. Could be anywhere from a couple of seconds to a couple of days, months or even years. That concept scares me.

Well finally there is a change… albeit an unwelcome one. Oh right I’m trying to narrate for no apparent reason, well why go against the grain am I right? The feeling is like I’m being pulled quite hard, what’s the term again… oh yeah G-Force. Well it's better than no feeling am I right?

Well I no longer feel the pulling feeling so I assume I have stopped. Deductive reasoning at its best right there am I right?

“Hello? Are you okay?” A soft yet familiar voice asks.

I manage to groan. Good job Jamie that will really help right now. Why am I criticizing myself? Seems weird, oh well let’s focus on that at a later date. Right now I should be busy trying to wake up.

First things first, time to see how bad the head wound is.

I wince at the touch of it. It's about the size of the gap if you touch the tip of your thumb and index finger together. The wound seems to be pretty fresh so that means I haven’t been passed out for that long. That’s a good revelation. Now I know it’s been at the most a day or two.

Feel my surroundings is next on my internal checklist.

Feels like I’m backed up against a tree. But I was inside and there are no trees anywhere near the church. That’s quite weird. Well time to try see where I am.

As I start to open my eyes my senses are overloaded and my eyes close tightly on the fact my body feels overwhelmed. I feel a slight breeze, I smell roses, I taste what is that? It kinda tastes like there are no chemical emissions. The air tastes fresh.

Okay it’s time to open my eyes, this time more slowly. As my eyes ease open I see a shadow that looks different. As my eyes adjust to the light I start seeing colors again first the green grass and blue sky… that weird it almost looks cartoony. Then I see the butterflies in the distance. Yep the butterflies are definitely cartoony. Finally I see a yellow and pink object in front of me.

My eyes are wide open now. In front of me is Fluttershy! I do the smartest option of my choices start running. And then I hit my head on a tree branch. Why does the universe seem to knock me out at any chance it can get lately?

Now I’m back to the spacey floating place.

That’s its name from now on Spacey Floating Place.

When will the universe leave me alone?

Author's Note

Tell me anything you can think of to help me improve i can take criticism as long as there is proof and a way to improve.