Sylvia had the clear tell signs of tears from earlier. As Jennifer told her that Mary wanted to go out she padded her face and stood up from the old mattress. "Oh now she needs my help? She's such a bitch." Sylvia muttered to Jennifer as she grabbed her bag. The bag suddenly warping to a even worse satchel. Jennifer was horrified as she watched what was left of her mother dwindle away, she had just crossed the threshold of being a teenager as she lost nearly two inches of height. She looked no different than any other kid. Jennifer fell backwards and she too started to shrink further, Jennifer didn't have much height left to lose, she felt like she was barely two and a half feet tall. Jennifer felt like crying, and nearly started to before Sylvia quickly picked her up with some difficulty, Sylvia was just only a foot and a half taller afterall. Sylvia threw a shirt on Jennifer as she thought to herself how oversized it was, she could easily hide inside of it if she wanted.
Mary was standing next to the door, lighting a cigarette. "There you are, chop chop. I don't have all day." As she opened the door with a rattle.
Jennifer rubbed her eyes as she tried to survey outside, her eyes blurring anything too far away. Gone was their old street, this was completely new. Jen turned around, the house, despite it being little more than a old tool shed seemed to be massive compared to herself.
The car they had seemed like it shouldn't have been street legal. It looked like it just exited a demolition derby, gashes along the side blended with what must have been a thousand dents and smashes. Most of the windows were either gone, replaced with a garbage bag or severely cracked, such as the windshield.
As Sylvia opened the door, a pile of old fast food boxes fell out the side. Picking up Jennifer she sat down in the back as Mary climbed in front as she tried to turn the key.
The car whirled and whined but refused to turn over. Mary slammed her fist into the steering wheel as she cursed loudly. "Stupid piece of shit!"
Sylvia turned to Jennifer as she started to grow younger still, the blend of being a tween now settling more on being a child. Her outfit growing larger around her as she shrunk, no longer changing with her age it seemed as a now too large shoe slipped off with a crunch as it fell on a pile of old water bottles and bags.
Jennifer lost nearly a foot of height as she wisked down to merely to being a single year old, her nasty tee shirt now serving as a impromptu swaddle. She was left very dependant on Sylvia as she could just make out Mary as she also grew younger, just barely over twenty one.
Jennifer started to cry, her little body couldn't take the stress anymore. Sylvia tried to coddle her, rocking her in the bumpy backseat, Mary turned her head back to Sylvia "Will you shut that brat up? I'm trying to drive here!" She tried to hit the radio but it only responded with static. Mary let out a groan of frustration as she suddenly shrank again.
Sylvia looked down as she saw Jennifer's cries stop only to both of them grow younger, Jennifer rapidly started to dwindle as Sylvia's stomach only grew more bulbous. Sylvia's oversized shirt grew taut with her stomach as Jennifer looked barely a month old.
Jennifer with one eye open saw herself suddenly ripped from her mother's arms, swallowed by a gapping darkness. Her mind fading way entirely. The task was complete.
The car swerved as Mary looked back at a disheveled Sylvia, now looking like she was nearly eight months pregnant. Sylvia grabbed her head in pain as a sudden headache pounded, her knowledge and to be frank, burden of the curse was now hers to bear. Sylvia's mouth could only hang as she understood she was getting younger. She looked down at her unborn daughter. She had tried to tell her but she didn't listen. She had to figure out how to fix this, or else she might face the same fate.