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"Mom, surely I can wash myself." you say as Molly escorted you down the hallway, leading towards the bathroom.
"No can do. Can't let my little one get hurt on the way." smiled Molly. You got a little annoyed. It was like she was treating you like a little kid. This was but one of the many reasons you didn't talk much with her at all.
"Whatever." you finally said. You wouldn't be able to win an argument right now.
Anyway, as you and Molly walked down the hallway, you noticed something somewhat strange. It was like the hallway was a bit bigger. Actually, everything seemed a little bigger, even Molly.
You actually began to feel a little discomfort in your chest, as if was being compressed into something smaller. You wondered if it was growing pains, but you weren't sure.
"Mom, do I look OK?" you asked. Molly turned to you, still smiling.
"Of course Miles." she said simply. Little did you know that you looked closer to a 10-year old right now, a little below 5 feet tall. Before everything was said and done, you would be much shorter than that.