... A cockroach would be pretty fun, Gloria always likes to look at them whenever she's in her garage. She reached for the jar that said cockroach and spilled it on herself.
She opened her eyes to see how wierd the world looked. Everything was suddenly huge, or rather, she was suddenly small. She sat on the counter and began to skurry around. She walked straight down onto the drawers learning how it felt to stick to walls.
She walked onto the floor and entered the shag rug in front of the sink. There were food crumbs hidden inside that she was the perfect size to chow down on.
Suddenly she heard someone coming into the kitchen. She didn't have enough time to hide.