Tim came back from a hard day at work. When his wife Nancy greeted him at the door, she saw how tired he looked so she made him his favorite meal for dinner. Setting himself down on the couch, Tim breaths out.
In front of him are Brad, who was playing his Zcube 500, and Kimmy, who was playing with her dolls. Watching his kids play, Tim starting thinking back to when he was Brad's age (8) and Kimmy's age (5). "Life was so simple and carefree back when I was a kid" thought Tim. Lately everything seemed to be more stressful for him than usual, not just work but finances and everything too! He felt he could use a break right about now.
"I wish I could just be a kid again" whispered Tim, who was suddenly becoming very sleepy. He was so tired from work that he just let himself drift into a nap...
When he woke up, he found himself in bed and pajamas somehow. "No dinner?" said Tim - he covered his mouth for something was wrong with his voice. It sounded higher-pitched, like a child's...
Getting up, Tim realized that his bed was different from before, and these pajamas were not the boxers he would usually wear - instead they were onesies... and his room was different too, and bigger. Everything was bigger!
"What the hell?" Tim said aloud, his voice still sounded like a kid's. He rushed out of his room and into the bathroom. He had to get a stool to look at himself in the mirror. It was only upon seeing his reflection that he realized what had happened.
"No way" utters Tim, staring at the little boy in the mirror. The little boy was in fact his reflection!
Tim could not believe it! He had shrunken back into an...
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