Soon, Rachel felt a twingling in her body, as she got dizzy. The room appeared to be getting larger, and so was mom and the doll.
"Mmmom....my?" She was shocked at how childish her voice sounded and that she called mom by mommy. She tried to go to a bathroom for a mirror but found that the counter and mirror were to... high? "Mommy, why is everything so big?" She asked her mom, who somehow was large enough to pick her up. There she saw something shocking... instead of a 18 year old girl going to college, there, in the mirror, was a little girl who looked like she should be in kindergarten, being held in her mother's arms. Her face began to lit up "Mommy, LOOK! I'm little!" She said. Her mother smile at the little girl, bounced her, and said," Why is you are, Rachel. How old are you though?" Rachel got out her hands, sticking out 6 fingers. "Are you 6, sweety?"
Rachel nodded.
"Do you remember being older?"
Rachel was puzzled, but answered " Well I had a huge dream that I grew up to 18, but I ended up wanting to be 6 again, that was when I woke up, mommy."
Rachel, despite having her memories, honestly believed herself to be 6.
" Mommy, can I make a wish..."
"Whatever you want, sweety"
"Ok.. I wish....."