My mom asked me to go through my toys this weekend. My job was to sort my toys out in two piles: Ones that I want to keep and the ones that I don't want to play with anymore. Well, during the course of going through my stuff, I ran out of fuel. So I stopped. This is what my mom found when she checked on me. See if you can find me in the rubble.
My mom sure didn't see me at first.
