When I was a kid, since my big brother was taken care of by my grandma at the village and my younger ones were still babies, I could have all of the pillows in the house to myself... The pillows were big and stuffed with "kekabu" or cotton, therefore, they were all quite heavy... 

I used to jump on those pillows, pretending that I was parachuter that could not open the parachute in time... I usually "died" because of the fall...  

I would also stacked those pillow onto myself and pretended that I was trapped under a rubble after a massive earth quake... My hand or my leg would be crushed by one of the "rocks"... I was trapped under there for hours or days until a firefighter showed up...

Firefighter: Hey! Are u okey!?

Me: Help me! I'm trapped! I cannot feel my legs...

Firefighter: Wait! I wanna get my crew and gears!

Me: Don't leave me!

Besides that, I would imagine myself being a soldier battling for his life and country in a great war... Those pillows would be my sandbag fortress... With my machine gun, I would kill everyone and everything that came close... Tattattatattaattt Boom!! Tatatttaattttatatattat!! I always got killed by a tank... 

It's sure is awesome being a kid... I could turn everything into a toy using my imagination... and yeah, it was a result of watching too many disaster movies...