Written from a child’s perspective.

I went to bed feeling good and woke up unwell.

I went to bed feeling okay and woke up exhausted.

I went to bed with a stomach full of pills and woke up spewing.

I went to sleep in my bed and woke up in the hospital.

I went to bed as a chubby little boy and woke up all skin and bones.

I went to bed with hair and woke up with none.

I went to be comfortable and woke up getting poked with needles.

I went to bed breathing and woke up in heaven.