It all began today when I turned into a small person which was like mice squealing. As I was walking down the quiet relaxing street of Willington, I found a new shop in the corner of my eye so I thought I could have a try and have a drink of a cup of tea. When I was finished everything was turning huge so I went to have a walk through the gloomy, crummy woods. Then a giant bird picked me up and took me to his nest, then as quickly as I could I jumped off . . .