Because there was not enough information from last chapter, I will make a little addition to it.
Cody was trying to make sense of what was going on around him. How did he manage to get to an amusement park so quickly? Perhaps maybe your mother took you and your sister there, but it was a school day, which usually was rare for you to go and do something in the real world during that time. You started to walk around the amusement park to look around as a tiny man. It was near the evening, as a calm blue sky and a setting sun was abroad. A very cool breeze for the type of season you were in. You saw a carousel with brown, black, and white horses as the seats for younger kids to ride on. A theme that went to the tune of an old 1950's tone was the music played for the amusement park. It sounded authentic, yet a little disturbing as well. You saw a ferris wheel, painted red and white, with led lights in the spiral design of the wheel that looked like fireworks going off when displayed. You heard a man say to his game that he owned, "Come one, come all, to the annual summer fair!" Then, you heard scrambling of kids nearly stepping on you saying, "Mom, can we go to that game please?" "Come on Dad, please just let me have this one shot at the teddy bear!" As a normal sized teen, you would have towered over the majority of the people here, as you stood about 5'10 in height, but since you are now the size of a gnat, it was pretty intimadating to see everyone bigger than you. You saw an amazingly beautiful girl, that looked to be from your school. She had an incredible color of light blonde hair, a cute face, long eyelashes, and a white tank top and black shirts with white shoes to complete her. You normally wouldn't be "weird" around girls, but since no one could see you, you started to fantasize a little bit. The loudness of the fair itself was nearly sonic waves to you. You were caught off guard when you saw and were nearly crushed by a giant life sized (to you) Barbie doll that dropped right next to you.
You stepped back, in shock that you were nearly killed by this obstruction. Just then, you heard footsteps approach your area. You looked up and see what appeared to be a little girl of either 4 or 5 years of age. She looked to be Mexican, or maybe even Filipino. She had light/dark brown hair, cute purple glasses, brown eyes, and a typical outfit of summer wearing. She said to her doll (not you just yet), "Goodness, you shouldn't try to escape from me like that!" You tried to not get caught by this towering giantess, but it was useless. She saw you, and picked you up with her youthful fingers. To you as she picked you up, it felt as if she had just eaten something sticky, so your shirt was stuck to her fingers. She said to you, " I don't remember packing you in my backpac. Hmmmm, since no one is here, I guess I will take you home with me!" You tried convincingly to make her believe that you weren't a toy, but instead an actual human being, it just did not work for you. You heard next to her a deep voice, which you knew to probably be her father. "Come on Sofia, we need to get home, it's almost night time." She knew she had to scramble to put you somewhere, so what did she think of doing? She said to you while holding you, "You're gonna have lot's of fun with me little toy! And just for being so cute, I will put you inside my smelly shoe so you can enjoy yourself!" You were going to try and shout back to not do it, but it was too late. She took off what seemed to be her pink and white chucks, and put you inside.
The first thing you smelt was the smell of her shoe itself, and lots and lots of sweat. It smelt like brown sugar mixed with a garlicy blend of croutons. That was the best way you could describe the smell as. The interior of her shoe looked faded from times of usage. The sole pad of her shoe was fuzzy, with a pink color on the bottom, but you could see faint marks of where her foot would lay, such as her heel. You looked above to the upper part of her foot. It was a very deep deep color of where all her toes and foot would lay. "That is where she sweat the most" you thought, "She has a very distinct smell." You looked up and saw the little girl about to put her socked foot in. She said to you, "I hope you like my stinky feet and sock little toy!" And then, your body was forced up to the top of where her foot would lay. All you saw and felt was her white, fuzzy, colorful sock, with pockets of sweat and her toes on your face, and the pungent smell and wetness of her little foot.
Shall we continue with the story, or another approach?
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