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A Pit Stop at Home

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She knew just the person who might be able to help her out, but she would have to stop at home first to gather some essentials, such as new clothes to accomidate her smaller size.

She hurredly through on her old clothes, doing her best to keep everything on right, and started on her way back, her massive feet not helping matters much, as she almost hopped along. She made sure to keep the book tucked under her arm, as she may need it in the future.

The way back home was difficult. Everytime someone passed by, she would conduct a quick scrutiny of their expression, wondering if they noticed something was amiss with her. She felt isolated as well, for she now could no longer see around people due to her smaller stature; everything was all-around more difficult than before.

Minutes later, she saw her house, the white picket fence looking less like decoration and more like the wall to a great fortress meant to protect her. She scurried inside and bolted straight up the stairs and into her room, locking the door behind her.

She was a packrat, and for the first time in her life, she was glad. There were old clothes that she had worn when she was younger still in the closet, hiding in a box on the shelf above the hangers. A quick glance told her that she wouldn't be able to reach them, so she grabbed the chair in front of her desk and retrieved the box.

She grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a plain red T-shirt. By now she was ravenous with hunger.

Hobbling down the stairs, her feet getting in the way constantly, the kitchen seemed to be a mile away from her. When she finally reached the kitchen, she grabbed herself a bag of potato chips and quickly downed the whole thing, staving off those hunger pangs for a time. She was still hungry, but it was at least tolerable now. She looked down at herself, wondering how long she would be able to maintain an hourglass figure with the way she was eating. She could feel her eyes burning again so she pushed the thought out of her mind and decided to focus on finding the one person whom she thought might be able to help.


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