"This is fucking crazy, what in the hell has happened to me," you think to yourself. You feel so tiny as you step out into the open. The floor is very cold on your feet and it looks like a mile away to where your sister is siting. You decide to cross the kitchen and head into the living room. You pass crumbs of food that could feed you for days, if necessary. Your silence on the kitchen floor is suddenly interupted as the back door opens up. Your mom comes in carrying bags of groceries. "KYRAH, GET OFF YOUR ASS AND HELP ME OVER HERE," she booms. "Fine, I'll be there in a sec," Kyrah replies.
As soon as your mom entered the kitchen, her heels began to click loudly against the floor. You almost need to cover your ears as she steps. There is no way anyone can help you now, they might crush you! You run as fast as you can to get out of the way. You just get as close as you can to the side nearest you. Kyrah finally gets up to come help your mom. Next,
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