by Abby Gayle
Mia has been getting strange notes for the first six days at her new house.
|“Fluffy, what do you think about these notes I've been getting?” Mia asked, “I can't picture moving anywhere else. Grandma had always wanted me to live here.” This was her seventh night in her new house, and every night so far she had gotten a note in small handwriting.
The cat Mia was talking to purred.
Mia set the six scraps of paper on the table.
'If you are wise, you will leave,' the first note said.
'Go before It finds you,' read the second one.
The others were similar in the meaning of the message.
'The seventh day' the sixth one said. It was obviously unfinished.
“Yes, I think you're right,” Mia said when her cat yawned, “It is time for bed, isn't it?”
Mia glanced at the papers on her table before turning the light off and heading to her bedroom. She turned back because of a sound similar to that of a fan, although she was sure she had turned everything off.
“What could that be?” Mia asked.
Mia made her way to the living room in the dark. When she felt for the light switch, however, she noticed that the wall had gotten substantially thicker. She squinted as she walked, barely being able to see a giant furry something ahead of her.
“Fluffy?” Mia asked.
Suddenly, a portion of the room lit up, which showed how much huger it was than it had been before.
Mia spun around to see that the light was coming from a candle being held by a person about as big as Mia.
“Welcome to the Association of Shrunken Owners,” Mia's grandmother said.