You awake panting, and realize that you were dreaming. Not that reality is any better. You weren't stuck to Mary's toenail--you were stuck to Teresa's! At least you're close to home. It's been about six weeks since you went missing. Six weeks of terror--last week, Terri cut her toenails, and missed cutting your head off by about a tenth of an inch.
Right now, you're at a slumber party, and you're happy. Happy because the girls are doing each other's toenails, and an enormous cotton ball covered in nail polish remover is descending upon you. After a few strokes, you're free, and fall to the ground below. You're 1/8 inch tall, in a room that contains your sister Terri and her fellow eight-graders Lee, Ginny, Bekah, and Maria. You....
Sun Nov 7 18:36:59 1999
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