Katie's mother Elaine walked into her room, a laundry basket in her arm. "Katie! Are you in here sweetheart? I've got your laundry done, oh and that boy you like, Miles called, I think he wanted to hang out with you down at the mall!" Her mother announced entering the room with so little as a knock. Of course, she always knew how to embarrass her even only at four inches tall.
"Hmm, she must not be here at all, maybe she's already with that nice boy! He'd make an excellent husband for her." Her mother chuckled lightly, "Oh and look at the state she's left her room in! Ugh, when she gets back she's getting a stern lecture from me." She sighed, picking up the pile of clothes Katie had shrunken in.
"While I'm here I might as well pick up a little bit..." The final words out of her moms mouth made Katie panic, what if her mother found her under the bed? What if she thought she was trash? What if she thought she was a bug? She went into a frenzied panic as her mom began to clean up around her room, well maybe she wouldn't pick up under her bed!
Yeah, that had to be true! So Katie sat down and waited, while her mom picked up her bedroom. Eventually as the hours passed Katie fell asleep under her bed, and was only awoken by a manicured hand picking her up and grabbing her. "NO PLEASE DON'T!" She screamed as her mom dragged her out from under the bed, but it was too late for her.
"Well what is this...?" He mother asked, then she let out a surprised gasp. "Oh! I think I know what this is..." She trailed off moving Katie around in her hand.
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