"I wish I was a kid again, like 11 years old..." Amy said aloud. She wasn't sure why she said it, but somehow looking into the mirror made her nostalgic for when she'd just started sixth grade. As she made the wish, a wonderful sensation of euphoria swept over her body. Blinking, she suddenly realized she wasn't looking at the mirror the same anymore, in fact, the mirror seemed to have grown, no...it was she who had shrank.
Staring at the image in the mirror, Amy saw her face. It was the face of a girl, of herself, a picture she recognized from her sixth grade year, freckles, braces and frizzy hair in a ponytail. Her clothes had transformed to a pair of overalls and a pinks shirt, her feet tucked into pink sneakers. Amy stared. From her head to her toes, she'd been transformed, back to a state of a preteen girl. Suddenly she heard Lina's voice.
"Amy! Amy! Time to go hun! If your mom finds out I let you stay out too long I wont be able to babysit you anymore!"