I looked back at the microscope. I realized I had just killed one of my best friends. I was a murderer. I couldn't believe I had let her die like that. I wished that Jessie would come back to life, and normal size. A bright light shone from the microscope, and the outline of a person could be seen growing larger and larger. Finally the shape took a definite form and Jessie appeared and fell to the floor. She was unconscious and naked, but alive. I wished her clothes and glasses on her, then I picked her up and decided to carry her to my house. I was going to have to make this up to her.