You decided the woman was your best bet. When she went to put the cigarette out you’d try to get her attention. You watched as she smoked, her deep chocolate colored skin of her cheeks leading into her lips, which were covered in purple lipstick, blowing out creamy white smoke.
You didn’t care for smoking. Your mom and both of your sisters smoked though, so you were used to it.
The woman reached down to stub her cigarette out in the sand and you began jumping and waving your arms, yelling to her her attention.
“Well I’ll be…” she said in disbelief. “Are you a tiny young man or do I need glasses…”
“Yes! Yes! I’m very real!!! Can you help me?”
The woman reached down and easily grabbed you between her thumb and forefinger. She brought you to her face. Even though she was older, she was very pretty.
“How… how did you get so small?” she asked in disbelief.
“I don’t know! I was on a roller coaster, blacked out, and when I woke up I was tiny! Please help me!”
The woman rolled you between her fingers, examining your tiny body.
“You look real… you feel real… you sound real… I just can’t believe it…”
“Believe it!” you exclaimed.
The woman dropped you into her fanny pack and zipped it closed.
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