When I first woke up, I discovered that I had more space on my bed than the previous night. I got off my bed to get some clothes from the closet. While jumping off, I fell onto the floor, feet first. “What is happening to me?” I muttered. All of a sudden, mom burst into my room. She was looming over me, as she shouted, “Honey, where are you! We don’t have time for Big Tiger Chasing Little Pig (a game we invented)!” “I’m here mom! I’m here!” I squeaked. She looked down, and gasped in astonishment. “What has happened to you! Why have you shrunk in size! Are you feeling okay?” she demanded. And in a swift motion, she swept me up in her palm and took me to the restroom.
I looked into the mirror, and gasped loudly as I saw that I was not as tall as my water mug. My dad then came into the restroom, and gaped at the sight of me being 6 inches tall. He pointed to his phone, mouth still agape and said, “It is on ABC and CNN news that all kids between 7 to 14 years of age in California have shrunk overnight.” “How do you feel, William?” asked my mom. “I feel okay, do you want me to go see the doctor?” I answered her. “Yes,” my mom and dad intoned simultaneously.
I soon had a brief breakfast of some bread and orange juice, despite the difficulties I had with eating. I was quickly transported to the doctor’s office and he informed us, “This is quite an unusual case of sickness. Your son has the Shrink-Small Symptom, caused by the terrifying virus, Europhytus Gilenga Balphis. There have been no treatments so far, and the affecting age range is 7-14 years old, so your son has fallen ill. I will call the nearest health center, and have them make antibodies that counter the disease. This particular pathogen cannot be fought off by extra rest, so William may go about his daily business.” After hearing the doctor’s advice, we thanked him and left.
Mom wasted no time in getting me to my piano lesson. My piano teacher stared in bewilderment at my size, and after she recovered from her shock, mom told her what happened. She then told me to take of my shoes, and I did. She put me on the piano keys, and told me to play with my feet. Although it felt strange at first, but I got a bit more used to it. Before I knew it, time was up, and I said goodbye and thank you to my teacher.
Our next stop on a usual Saturday morning was to go to Trader Joe’s. I love to help my mom shop and help the cashiers bag the groceries, but today, she nestled me onto her palm in case other shoppers step on me. She walked around the aisles grabbing what we needed. I looked around and I saw many other “few-inched” kids. Then my mom asked me, “Would you like to buy something?” “No, but thank you for thinking of me.” I replied. When we walked outside, she gave me a Trader Joe’s sticker. Its height was about 2 inches, and it was as tall as my legs to my waist!
After 30 minutes, we arrived at my second language school. My mom carried me up to stairs and to the classroom, and I saw my teacher standing over me. Mom set me down onto the table and then took out my learning textbook. “Goodbye mom!” I shouted, and she kissed my head. Across the table, my classmates were using cooperation to flip the pages of one textbook, and I soon joined them in reading the foreign text. In front of us, the text looked very big. Even my classmates who wear glasses took them off. We took a test, and my teacher looked on in amazement as the 4 of us had to work together to write the answers down. When we were done, the words we wrote were so small that the teacher needed to use a magnifying glass to read our answers. Before I knew it, my mother came to pick me up at once and we went home.
When we got home, a bowl of steaming chicken noodle soup was set on the table for me. Mom set me on the spoon, and I started drinking the delicious soup. In an instant, I saw that my body size was growing, and mom cheered with joy. I would find later that day, the medical treatment center made a breakthrough that Europhytus Gilenga Balphis could be cured with collagen, which is mainly found in chicken soup.
From this experience, I learned that no matter what setbacks you encounter, you can always move on with your life, and forget about the worries.
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