as Joe ran through the park to his house, he began to shrink more and more and more and more.
Also, his clothing began to get looser and looser. His pants slipped down more. His feet knocked about like mad in his shoes.
Joe kept on going. suddenly, he tripped over his shoes, which were now too large to wear. He picked himself up, shedding his shoes and socks in the process. He picked them up, and headed off.
Bare feet pounding on the pavement, Joe exited the park, and reached his house. He opened the front gate, and no sooner had he entered, he tripped over the legs of his too large pants. He got up, shedding his pants and undies in the process, and now, in only his huge shirt, headed for the front door.
But when he went up to the front door, he found he could no longer reach the door handle. He ran round behind his house, his huge shirt flapping around. He was very frightened.
the minute he reached his back yard, Joe disappeared into his huge shirt.
He was now 1 foot tall. He eventually managed to get out of his huge shirt.
"This is awful! What am i to do now?" he muttered. "I can't get into my own house anymore. And now I won't be able to work anymore. None of my clothes fit."
he stared at himself, sighed, then sunk to the ground, pressed his face into his knees, and, trying to be brave like a kid after falling down, looked at the giant clothes around him, then hugged his knees tightly.