[ WP ] You wake up in a strange bed in a mysterious but somehow familiar room . After a few moments you realize you are four years old again .

I am jolted awake with a burst of pain in my right arm. The last thing I remember was walking home after last night. I had just left the bar, as I was celebrating my 21st birthday a week late with my friends, and I was crossing the street. I am in my old bedroom, so I must have gone to my mom's house, given that is is closer to the bar than my own house. I sit up in bed, and my room looks different. I look down at my arm, and it is in a cast. The last time I was in a cast was when I fell out of a tree on my fourth birthday. I look around my room. On a shelf in the corner are a row of cards. 
 
 `` You're Four!'' one reads. 
 
 `` Happy Birthday, Superhero'' another one decorated with images of Spiderman says. 
 
 As I look around, I realize that something changed. I get out of bed and look down at myself. I am four again. I run out of my room and into the kitchen. As I look at the pictures on the wall, I know I need to go back. I run to the computer. Today is a Saturday, so my mom wo n't be up for another hour. I look at the computer, but my vision is blurred by the tears streaming down my face. 
 
 As I get up to investigate, I am knocked down as something jumped on top of me. It was Rusty, my old dog. He died five years ago. He was my best friend. I brought him with me to my bed, and we lied down together. I do n't know how I will get back, but I do n't care right now.
