(Same guy who added stuff to begin with :)
More deep breaths, more growth. I hit one mile y’all in just an hour! Finally, I passed all buildings, the closest one being level to my waist. This made me seem weak compared to the movies. I was nearly as wide as I was tall with muscle, and as this happened I had just about doubled in size. I got out of the city I was in, which only took a few steps, and reached the ocean. Even after I had reached what I had knew to be the “real” deep, it was level to maybe my knees. I physically couldn’t grow now! I was nearing 10 miles tall, and about 15 miles wide. I layed down, and watched one determined person running along my body to my head. When he reached my ear (which took several days, since I grew by just living) I was 50 miles tall, and was starting to consider leaving the planet. I was pretty close to the atmosphere, but once I left, there was no turning back. The man at my ear told me that the government needed my help to bring them to the moon. (Maybe go to mars and rescue opportunity?) I agreed, and as I entered space, still breathing, which confused me, since there shouldn’t be air in space, the moon was about the size of my fist at best. I dropped them off there and floated towards the sun to warm up. It felt good, but I was starting to miss being back on earth...
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