Your in the dark. You have to wait til your brother Randy opens the bag. Your trying to think where your brother would be going. "Today is his football practice," say out loud.
The gym bag stops moving. You try to crawl on top of the mountains of clothing. Your hoping if on top Randy will notice you. You hear the sound of a zipper. Light floods in. Your brother's gigantic hand comes in. The hand grabs the clothing. You find yourself being lifted up. But you are also falling out of the clothing. The next thing you feel is something cold and hard. You find yourself rolling on the floor. When you stop your in a shadow. Your a little dizzy after the fall. After a few minutes you slowly stand up. You see before you a herd of SUV size sneakers banging against the cement floor. The cement beneath your bare feet tremble from these titan size sneakers. You hear booming voices. You start to emerge out in the light. The thundering steps fade off. It because silent like a tomb. "Nothing to do but wait till they come back," you say to yourself.
You turn around to see what you were under. Towering up like an office building is a gray locker. Your cold standing there in your nature's clothing. You spot something shiny laying on the floor. It looks like a candy wrapper. You walk over to it. You feel a vibration under your foot. You stop to listen. Your hear something that reminds you of a summer storm off in the great, gray barren wastes of the locker room. It stops. You continue to walk again. This locker room to you seems to be a weird alien landscape of tall square metal buildings. You come up to the shiny piece of paper. You smell peppermint. Its a wrapper from a stick of gum. You pick it up. You tear a piece off. And wrap it around your waist.
A sqeaking sound commences. A current of air suddenly presses on your back. The squeaking sound is louder. You turn around before you are two white oval shaped objects. There is a strong smell of rubber. You step back from them. You bend your back and your neck as far as they can go. You see a huge pair of socks. And towering out of these socks is a tan color. Its a person's leg.
Your scared and you try to run. But a huge sneaker comes slamming down infront of you. You slam into it which causes you to fall back on your butt. You look up. You see a pair of huge well-formed limbs that disappear into the darkness of a pair of gray colored shorts. Way-way up you see a face. A face that has a few dots of freckles around a giant nose. The giant stoops down. Up above you and on ether side of you, are two giant legs that jet out like aircraft carriers.
A giant hand comes down. It gingerly picks you up between two fingers. As you are asscending up; the giant face becomes bigger. The guy looks around fourteen. A commotion starts. The boy looks off. He then looks back down on you. His hand moves. You look to see where you are going. You are being brought behind his back. As the giant fingers begin to close, you see your are heading for the back pocket of his gym shorts. You are deposited in.
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