Ar...are you alright? And who are you...?

One day, I came across a quite weird object from deep inside my closet, when cleaning my room. I got surprised because a big-faced-man in a picture below suddenly dropped near my foot. I have no idea how long he's been living in my closet. It feels slimy, so I guess it seems to be a toy you could play with by like you'd play with it by throwing it towards a wall or a fridge, and then that stuff would stick to them. Maybe funny, I guess. However, I don't want this it anymore, so feel free to let me know if there might be anyone who wants the slimy toy. First come, first served!
And speaking of cleaning, you know how you get the urge to clean up instead of doing this (this what? :D), when you've got something important you have to do. What's more, when you've actually got to actually have to clean your room up, the motivation of cleaning up is suddenly gone somewhere and never comes back. I really wonder how come it is (this way). I think everyone all over the world should feel the same way at least once. How about you?　

I think that feels a little more natural. :) I hope it helps! perhaps somebody else has a different opinion on this?