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Chapter #4
a head shorter than Felix
by: Unknown
When Felix fires the toy gun at me I think nothing off it, but than I feel a slight wooziness and fall to my knees. As I do so I spot Felix run from the room as I call after him, "Yeah you better run you little brat.' Once I am feeling better I began to follow him being so focused I see everything seems to be bigger but I don't worry about it. Even when reaching Felix's closed bedroom door I fail to take into account that the door handle which should be closer to my hip is now shoulder height. I began to pound on the brats door ordering him to open it up or it will be worse for him. As I go to knock again the door opens and with my momentum I stumble into the room. Picking myself up I turn to Felix ready to pound him fist raised above my head only to drop it as I find Felix standing in front of me with his hands cross over his chest which was now at my eye level. I gulped and looked up into his face to see he was smiling.
"So who is the shrimp now?" Felix said bending down so he would look me in my eyes. I gulped and with a jolt of fear began to turn away, this was evidently a mistake as Felix...
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