She just laughs, and reaches down to pick you up. You realize that you're trapped inside one of those Polly Pocket dollhouses. You have been changed into a living, breathing, minature Polly Pocket.
"Now," your sister says with an evil laugh. "You're my prisoner until mom and dad return from vacation.
I'm going to tell the babysitter that you decided to sleep-over at your friends house."
"I'll escape from your dollhouse and run away," you yell back to your sister. Your tiny voice sounds like a mouse.
Your sister just laughs."Do it and I'll make it so you can't move, or talk."
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