You decide you have had enough of this mall for a lifetime, and will find some other way to change back. You stroll quickly out of the mall, finally adjusting to your new shape and weight distribution, and back to the park you came from. You can't help noticing people staring at you as you walk by them. You blush, trying not to look at them as you quicken your pace to the park entrance. You hope if you retrace your steps you can find your way. So much is going on in your mind. Why were people staring? Why did you blush, you had never done that before? Will you be able to find your way home, or will you be stuck here forever. Walking into the park you travel just far enough so you can no longer see the entrance, then turn around and walk back. You cross your fingers as the entrance comes into view.