She looked over the sentence and saw the word sister again. She knew that word! That's the one she changed before... maybe if she changed it back, then her daddy wouldn't be mad at her! She smiled, thinking about just how clever she was. She clicked on the word sister and began to place it, but as she did so made a slight error.
She typed in d-o-d-d-y by mistake, and as the app did not recognize "daddy" as a proper word without capitalization, it corrected it to the closest thing it could reach on the autocorrect list. Abby watched in confusion as "doddy" became "daughter."
"Uh oh..." She whispered "I think I made a whoopsi-istake which may impact me negatively... wait a moment, what... what just happened?" Abigail asked herself confused. She clutched her head and laid back further in her chair, gathering her changing thoughts.
She glanced down and spotted long hair cascading around her neck, but also massive breasts framed in a lovely blouse. She felt around and found a purse beside her. For some reason, she not only knew what it was but what was inside, and pulled out her driver's license. She was able to read it flawlessly, and gasped at what it said. "Abigail Acre. 47 years old."
"My God... I'm an adult now." She gasped again at this realization. "I'm as intelligent as an adult too! My goodness, but I'm only five... well, I suppose 47 now."
"Hey Mom." She heard her former father say from behind. She watched as the young woman sat adjacent to her. Abigail decided to play it cool. Her new found increased intelligence helped her realize that "Wilma" likely knew something about the app, so she decided to wait and see if she would bring it up.
As if on cue, Wilma silently pointed at the phone.
"Hey Mom... about your phone." She said hesitantly. "You didn't happen to find a weird app on it did you?" She asked.
"Well, I guess it's my phone now." Abigail thought to herself. "But, what do I tell her?" She wondered. She thought for a moment and then looked her new daughter in the eyes and said...