"Allie cat, enough playing its nap time" your mother says as she picks you up, a pile of dolls forgotten in a corner, you spot the remote on one of the higher shelves as she walks you over to Allie's or now your bed. She then shifts you to one hand as she pulls back the blankets and puts you down before covering you and tucking you in. Feeling a wave of tiredness overcome you, you say "Night mommy" in a suprisingly high pitched voice and close your eyes.
Fighting off the tirdness you wait until you hear your mother turn off the light and shut the door. You pull yourself out of bed and with a yawn make toyr way over to the bookshelf housing the remote. "Darn this small body" you say looking up at the shelving unit that towers over you now. You breifly consider climbing it before a quick test shows that wont work, the chair's too heavy and no toy will reach far enough. You give up for the moment, figuring that you can use a broom or get help later.
Making your way over to Allie's mirrior you examin yourself ilmore throughly, your face looks like yours when you were 4 (which granted is very similar to Allies), but your hair was its same light brown compared to Allies dirty blond, a look at the height chart shows you that you're shorter then she was at 26 inches to her 39" a quick check confirms that you are a girl now, and suppressing down a breif flash of panic you realize that you are how you would have been if you were born as the youngest daughter.
With nothing else to reasonably do at the moment you crawl in bed for your nap.
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