The next day I woke up hurt all over my body and in a hangover. I looked around my room giant bed check, giant chair check, like 100 steps to the door check, and giant feet behind me check, all normal. Wait giant bed, giant chair, 100 steps to the door and giant feet behind me near my bed. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! "Where am I?!" I squeaked. A high pitch voice boomed "What's the matter Mike" it said in a mocking voice of mine normal one, "You need to be stretched?" I knew that voice from anywhere. It also helped that is was magnified. "Reagan? Help me please I am sorry" "Help you? Why would I do that Mr. Madison?" I knew something as soon as she said that she shrunk me. "Why would you do that to me Reagan?" "Well I needed revenge for your torture of taunting. So I used that chemistry set you got me for my birthday, well actually mom got it for you for me but anyway, I used it to find a way to shrink you for a year and I found that an alcohol base mixed with peanuts and radishes make people shrink so I put dad's rum in a glass put the solution in and stuck the note hid in your closet and then when you fell I came out and watched you shrink in your Jameys and shaked you out on to the bed then flicked your desk drawer and you fell on the floor in pain"
But there was something evil in her voice "Why is there a bottle of nail polish open on my bed?" I inquired. "Without a brush?" "Because," she said. "It's Saturday and I am going to the mall in flip flops and I thought the first torture should begin as soon as I explained what happened" Then she picked me up by the feet and we went to the nail polish