You remembered that you still had some older clothes up in the attic. You climb up the pull-down ladder into the attic. You only make a few steps before slipping on a mat and knocking yourself out.
"What happened?" you groaned as you regain conscience. You noticed that the door to the attic has shut.
"No! No! No!" you shout as run over to the door and try to open it. You stomp on it, but it reuses to open. "Now I am stuck up here!" you sighed in defeat. Then a thought came running back to you remembered a key was kept up in the in case they got locked up in the attic. After several hours you fail to find the key. Cold air starts to fill the attic. Your shorts and t-shirt is not enough to keep you warm.
It takes you no time to find the box of your old cloths, but their not the ones you expected. On your last birthday, your aunt you never see, sent you some clothes she made herself. She got your measurements right, but your age off by about thirteenth years. Thankfully,you never had to wear them until now.
You pull out a large green footed sleeper with dinosaurs all over them. You slip them on over the clothes you already have on. You find some blankets and old mattress. You lay down and fall a sleep.
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