The Secret Life of Jam's Pillow

Eww. Jam forgot to shampoo his hair again. Good grief, you'd think he'd learn to keep proper hygiene now he has a girlfriend. 

Somebody needs to change my pillowcase! It's certainly not going to change itself. There are drool stains all over me. 

With a thud, the pillow heaves itself off the bed and onto the floor. Shuffling through used socks, it made its way to the bathroom door. It slowly inched up the sink to face the mirror. 

Where have the years gone? When I was brand new I was fluffy and light, and pristine white. Now I'm lumpy, blotchy and an ominous shade of yellow. 

The pillow could feel it. The time would soon come when it would end up in a bag with relief goods, or worse - in a refuse pile.