“ Melissa's bag..!” Tim thought as he found himself hanging in one of the cubbies in the corner of the room, his arms stretched over and grabbing his legs to form two traps, and him being in an overall uncomfortable position. He also felt various things inside of him, like pencils, markers, and other assorted school supplies. His mouth was also zipped shut, as is usually the case for a school bag. He felt two pins attached to him, of colorful shoes Melissa liked to watch, and a tag connected to one of his new straps signified he was the property of Melissa, her name spelled with pretty bad handwriting, and flowers also drawn all over it. This was bad, not only was he stuck as a bag, but he had no way of accessing the watch! In fact, he didn’t even know where it was... that’s when he saw it, Melissa had it! It was wrapped around her wrist, and he had no way of controlling it... this made the situation even worse.
Tim had to get out of this life, and quickly too! If he didn’t there was a chance he could be stuck as a small, child’s backpack, for the rest of his life!