The little mouse lapped up the small puddle left by Sara’s clumsy ways. As she watched the mouse began to grow. It went from being a small sickly thing to the size of a rat in no time. Big and plump it tried to scurry back under the dumpster but it was far too fat now. Sara stared at the bottle in her hand. The tears began again as the boys harsh words continued to eat at her. “Tiny tits. Small tits. Mosquito bites. Flat as a board” all of those insults swirled around her brain.”fuck it if that grew the mouse why not. “
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