Elephant Man Hide and Seek

I can see the knots in my back. :/ Youch.

Last night, me and some budddddds had a pillow fight at A.C. Steere. I realized, last night, that I don't think I've ever actually had a pillow fight before. Me and my sisters would try, but we would get too violent, so it became off limits. So instead of getting in actual pillow fights, I made up a game that we called Elephant Man Hide and Seek. I'm not exactly sure why I called it that, but I thought it was awesome, as did my sister, Brooke, I think. Or at least she always would play it with me when I asked her to. It required one of us (whoever's turn it was to be the Elephant Man) putting our head inside a pillow case with the pillow inside it (to where the pillow was in front of our eyes so we couldn't see anything) and playing tag in a room full of furniture. It was a wonderful game. We would play in our room where we knew where all of the furniture was so we wouldn't actually run into anything. However, if the Elephant Man ran so fast that they fell and hit their head, say, on the corner of a dresser.... THERE'S A PILLOW IN FRONT OF THEIR FACE FOR CUSHION!!! AND it was kinda funny to watch your sister slam into a wall full force, while imagining her as the Elephant Man. Obviously, it was the perfect game. Anywho, I was going to try and find a picture of someone's head in a pillow the correct way, in case anyone wanted to play this wonderful peach of a game; but instead, all I found was a picture of a man that married his pillow, which I find to be equally as interesting.