Chapter I: Decision

It became no apparent for my status of how I end up 1 inch tall, but neither did I

care for the past five or six weeks. In those following weeks, I have fallen in love with a

young beautiful woman, the woman I see, the woman I prolong to meet. She was the one

woman who I dare to try to live with, but at the same time, I would try to endanger my

own self to go near her distance. She was the lonely girl in Apt. 305. While not typically

lonely, but in the past weeks I did try to get inside her apartment room, but every time I

do, I was too late to enter, whether she closes the door too quick or if my legs don’t move

nor run. Her name, was I believed to be Jennifer. Her last name remains a mystery to me.

But it didn’t matter to me, she is 21, I’m only 25 and currently she has been living in this

apartment for at least as long since I shrunk, so she was a newcomer.

            Everyday, I keep thinking I had to approach her in any way I can, but I seriously

fear that at her relative size she can cause as much physical pain to me as possible, as

well as may having a cruel side of which I feared the most. But at the same time, I picture

myself her saving me from this part of the world where I live off of crumbs to eat, and

old and new newspapers for shelter. She picking me up cleaning me, feeding me, and

sleeping with her in the pillow of her warm bed. All but a fantasy that I wish would come

true……….Or is it?

Chapter II: Listen

The following day, I woke up after I heard the voice of my angel, Jennifer talking

to her next door neighbor, Susan. Susan is a 27 year old, Japanese ethnicity, with

black hair cut shoulder length, she looked to be at least 5’5”. She’s been living in the

apartment for nearly 5 years from what I heard, she was beautiful but not as beautiful as

Jennifer, standing at 5’8”. She and Jennifer were talking about a party, that Susan was

hoping to invite Jennifer to come .I listen carefully, while hiding on the stacks of

newspaper, they were speaking like they were using a boom box stereo, but I was as far

enough from them from seeing me, to at least my vantage point

“You should come, it’ll be fun, I have friends who can hook you up.”

“No, I’m sort of busy that day, I have to work and then I have to study for a final for one

of my college classes.”

“Oh, that’s too bad, but anyway how do you like living here any way in the past weeks?”

“It’s alright, my place is cozy, and the rent isn’t that bad. But I still need to get a few

items before my new home could feel like home.”

“That’s good; well I’ll see you later. Remember if you need any help, I’ll be next door.”

            Jennifer just stood there for a minute smiling as Susan went downstairs, but after

she was long gone, she let a slip of an unhappy frown and look down on the floor.

Jennifer seemed she wanted a boyfriend more than ever, but I can tell that she was really

shy or afraid to be near a guy. As she stood there, touching and curling her blond hair, I

couldn’t help notice she let down a small tear that fell down straight to the rug. She was

alone, in the world. I have no idea if heard parents were still alive, or if she actually had

any friends or maybe a boyfriend…..? She then turned around and closed the door, and

indistinct I could hear her cry which sounded faint. I rushed to only lay my head on her

apartment door, and listen as she cried and cried.

“It’s okay, Jennifer”, I said, slowly. “I’m here.”

            Later that night, after eating another bread crumb, I came to my circumstance, that

I needed Jennifer’s attention, I couldn’t stand see her alone like this, and if I don’t act

now she can end up with a guy later, giving me much regret about it, and creating my

own depression. But first I needed a plan, how should I get to her?, what should I say?

Can I really do this? These thoughts just kept revolving around my head a lot, to the point

I felt dizzy, and slept on the newspaper the whole night. By the morning I know I’ll have

a plan, that will work. But can it, really….?

Chapter III: Initiative

By morning, I made out my plan. But I kept denying against it, for the apparent

reason if I was doing the right thing to try to reveal myself to a giantess? Can she really

be gentle, or a mistaking monster in disguise? Those words are something, I had dreamed

last night, a horrible one that felt so real, I was sweating cold. My dreamed started out, as

I planned.

            I began to wait and wait until she came home, after work. The moment she

opened the door I rushed right in, barely making through the crack. I saw, what I always

wanted, a beautiful girl that was changing. I couldn’t bare to look at her, but I peeked

anyway. This is where the nightmare starts….She accidentally dropped her clothes on top

of me. I was suffocating really badly and I was trying to kick my way out. Soon after I

felt her lifting up the clothes that I was trapped in, I heard her humming a tune, afterward

she dropped the clothes down. I thought this where I have to get her attention, so I then

tried climbing out of her clothes, but then I heard a large thud sound.

            I thought to myself, “Oh no, it couldn’t be”, I quickly found out I was trapped in a

washing machine. “Oh, god”, and to make matters worst she saw me and smiled down a

cruel and inhuman look. She saw me, but she didn’t care the next thing I knew, she put

some quarters in the machine, and the water was rising. “NO, JENNIFER, STOP!” she

heard me but she didn’t care, all she did was laugh in a cruel tone. I was nearly drowning

to the point that I started floating up as the laundry water risen, afterwards I woke up.

            “Thank god it’s only a dream.” But it felt so real, it was around 3 to 4 in the

morning when I woke up. I soon began thinking to myself that I had to be extremely

careful, because getting Jennifer’s attention is not going  to be easy especially when your

about 1 inch tall and everything around you, from an ant to being stepped on can cause

you, your own life. Every step of the plan had to be as perfect as possible and in effect, I

planned out as much as what seemed to be only a pale plan, but it’s simple enough to

work. I needed to wait, like I have to in my dream, whether Jennifer is leaving or coming

home, but either way once I’m inside her apartment, I have to find a way to let her see me

eye to eye, because I faced the fact that she’s not expecting to see a 1 inch man on the

floor, so I needed to climb on anything, beds, desks, chair, tables, etc.

            I must have waited for like an hour to the most, or even past it, until I saw

Jennifer in her most beautiful yet. She looked to be the most happiest yet, that I have

seen her before…. She was dressed in this light blue polo shirt, with a long skirt, and

black ballerina style shoes. She just looked so happy and beautiful. Just then, I saw Susan

pass by.

“Morning Jen, you look very pretty.”

“Thank you, Susan. By the way I want to thank you for hooking me up, last night.”

“No problem, you’re going to like Dan. I met him in college like a year ago. He’s a good

man.”

“Okay, I’ll give him a chance, but you promise he’s not like those guys who just uses a

girl to only sleep with.”

“No, I swear he’s different.”

“Okay, well I have to meet up with him at the Two Birds Café, he said he’s going to treat

me all day. Bye.”

“Bye.”

            I couldn’t believed what I just heard, I felt so shattered up now. My own mirror

broke in front of me without me lifting a finger. I soon just walked carefully back at the

newspapers only to find it picked up and being sent downstairs to the recycling bin,

another stack probably won’t come until the end of the week. I had no other place to go

now, but Jennifer’s apartment door. It was the saddest day in my life, as I lay down next

to her door and began crying like I never before. There wasn’t any hope at all that I could

have kept now. It was all an empty box, with me sitting in the corner. With Jennifer

having a boyfriend, is there anything else for me to live for?

Chapter IV: Recommence

It was a pain I never felt in my entire life, I was lying on the floor holding my

arms against my stomach as if I was having a stomach ache or was about to vomit. It was

beginning to feel like an eternal hell, as I kept remembering those words that Jennifer and

Susan were exchanging this morning, “She’s having a boyfriend, she’s having a

boyfriend.” I couldn’t stand it anymore I just wanted to end my life right now, as far as I

know that I was going to be stuck forever as a 1 inch tall freak, who’ll never had an

opportunity to be loved by anybody at all. Of course, I did had a few girlfriends here and

there when I was a teenager, but it wasn’t the type of love feeling you felt in your gut.

            “What the hell should I do now?”, as my eyes start to dry off. I know that now,

Jennifer might have a boyfriend, was there a point for me to live at all, I mean I could go

public, be experimented on might give me a new feeling, plus I get the attention I wanted

sort of. But, I could never actually picture myself being placed in the cage, and always on

surveillance for 24/7. I then picked myself up and wiped my tears off; I’ve got to find

another girl who might help me. The only problem was that, the third floor was my only

prison, the apartment I was in only had stairs, and they are too high to climb and too deep

to jump. There was no elevator, obviously. And most of the people in the third floor

already are married, with only one family who actually had a child. Susan already had a

boyfriend and the family with a daughter who probably would help me was 13 year old,

Andrea Heatherton. It was disgusting feeling, what I felt towards the young girl the first

time I laid eyes on her when imagining what it would be like to be in her panties. I was

no pedophile, it was truly a disgusting act to what I viewed of people, and it wasn’t me to

be like this. But it was only until, since my second day of being shrunk did I saw Jennifer

moving in to the apartment.

            “No”, I said. There isn’t anything much I can do now. And as far as I know, I’m

stuck here in this floor unless I can actually hitch a ride by grabbing someone’s shoe lace

or hop on to a jean cuff, whichever. I’ve been living off breadcrumbs for the past weeks,

and this is how I will eventually live as, until the day I die, or if I can discovered whether

it’s being saved, tortured, or mistakenly been thrown away as a piece of trash. I just need

to keep holding on. I then, started to stand up straight like a marine and walk like I was

ready for a fight with my fists on both sides of my hips, with a strong grip and a

expression of fierce to enemies around me. I held my breath and let out a blow, and felt

the courage I never felt before, I was ready to face life again. But then, I heard something

downstairs, it was a familiar tone of crying. It sounded like Jennifer…, I quickly rushed

to the top end of the stairs and only took a peek to see that Jennifer was sitting at the

bottom of the stairs from the opposite I was at, only alone and sad.

            “What just happened”, I said to myself?

Chapter V: Anticipation

Jennifer was sitting with her arms around her knees, crying. It was loud as a cry

that a God could hear. I couldn’t really understand why but my guess was that her date

didn’t go well. Just then all of a sudden, I heard footsteps coming up, it was Susan she

was walking up the stairs only to find Jennifer crying at her lone self.

            “Jen, what’s wrong.”

            Jennifer looked up at Susan, wiping her tears off with her hand.

            “It’s Dan, when I was about to meet him, I found him with another girl and they

were kissing.”

            “Oh my god, I didn’t know. I swore that Dan said he was single, he told me on the

phone last week that he wanted to meet you, and was expecting to meet with you today.”

            “This is my fault; I should have never expected to go out with anybody yet.”

            “Don’t say that Jen, you’ll find somebody.”

            “I’m just going sit here for a while, I’ll be fine.”

            “Alright, just take it easy.”

            Susan than walked up, I quickly dodged her foot which was about to step on me.

But the minute I was getting up, Susan turned around and said…

            “Jennifer, I’m really sorry. Look if you want, you can come to my room later and

talk about it okay.”

            “Okay, I’ll be fine.”

            Susan, then just went inside her room, and locked the door. I couldn’t believe

what happened to Jennifer. She was far too good to be treated like this. I seriously needed

her to find me as much as anybody else. She was becoming more lost in her world, where

no one expected to rescue her. I know now I had to do my plan, I needed Jennifer to find

me. So that we can both find each other, as we belong together. It was time.

Chapter VI: Revealed

I was now ready to try to get Jennifer’s attention; she was slowly walking up the

stairs. I had to let her see me, so I began to jump, up and down and yell for her to see me.

For a second she stopped and looked around, but then preceded thinking it was her

imagination. I kept waving and yelling to the point her foot nearly smashed right in front

of me, thankfully I wasn’t stepped on. But now I had to rush as fast as I can to her door,

before she closes it. She may have been walking slowly, but to me she was as fast as a

car. The moment she put the key in her door, I was near exhausted but I had to do it,

otherwise Jennifer won’t see any good in her life again.

            The door was opened, and I quickly went inside, right behind her heel. I was

finally inside her home, and for the first time I felt like I was in heaven. I was looking

around her place.

            “My! This place is big.” I said to myself. It was something I had dreamed in a

beautiful fantasy, but it was real. Her living room was all clean and perfect, looking just

like an office lounge with the coffee table, and a computer followed by a desk. And a

couch with a portable television set. But within the couch, I see a broken hearted Jennifer

lying with her head on top of her arm still crying. I had to approach her it’s too late.

            “Hello, Jennifer.” I said her name pretty mute, so as I tried saying it loud again.

She got up, and was writing something while talking.

            “Dear Diary, I can’t really take much of my life anymore. It seems wherever I go,

I’ll never find the right man to love, as he was to love me back. I had officially had given

up on love forever. With my father gone, mother who left me, and friends who moved on.

Was there any point to even live?”

            Those words, those words are the exact same words I said to myself. I know now

It’s time to rescue her, I didn’t care how. She needed to be loved and I do. I love her with

all my heart, and nothing spells love, but an angel who calls out to guard and protect a

loved one from a fear, any fear.

            “Jennifer, Jennifer. Please hear me.”

            “What, who said that?”

            “Jennifer, down here on the floor. I’m down here.”

            She sort of looked puzzled; as she thought she was now going crazy, but then it

finally happened; she saw me for the first time, as opposed to the many times I seen her,

since I first laid my on eyes on her. She saw me, with her eyes just widening and mouth

opened. She then came closer to me, as her face expanded in my world, and beautiful

blonde hair was spilling on the floor like a sort of waterfall. I came face to face with her

as I stared into those beautiful blue eyes she have, she then gave me a smile, as I smiled

back in return. I had to say something else, and so I did.

            “Hello.”

            “Hi.” She said, in a surprising tone. It seemed we we’re staring at each other for

like five minutes until it happened, she fainted, with her head crashing down right next to

me. I then began to rub her head felt so soft, as I did so. And her hair around me gave me

a quick arouse to my scent.

            “Oh, my god Jennifer, Jenny,” I guess she was too surprised… I wonder, what

should I say after she wakes?

Chapter VII: Sanity

It was twenty minutes, which felt like twenty hours, before she woke up. I was

really happy to see Jenny waking up from this minor incident from my approach. She

basically got up and walked to the kitchen to get some water. It was sort of awkward to

see that she than gargle the water, like it was mouthwash. But anyway, she then kept

saying to herself, “Okay, I think I’m losing my mind. There was no little man.” She was

beginning to think, I was nothing more than a hallucination that she made up. I had to

yell up at her again, because she wasn’t crazy, and neither am I. It was all real, and she

must admit it.

            “Jennifer, I’m not a hallucination. I am very real.”

            “I’m hearing things; nope I did not here this.”

            “It’s not a dream, I’m very real Jennifer. It’s all real.”

            Jennifer than looked at me where I was yelling at, I was on the edge where the

kitchen floor was no longer part of the living room rug. She just closed her eyes for a

second and opened them again. I know by now, she was accepting me as part of the

reality world than what she thought of me as a hallucination. She wasn’t sick; she just

didn’t think having a shrunken guy in her room was anything you expect on a regular

day. She started to pace around the kitchen for a little while, and then opened the

refrigerator, to see if she can get something to eat.

            The only items inside her refrigerator were a half eaten sandwich, carton of milk,

half a gallon of orange juice, eggs, and some leftover Chinese cuisine. She just needed to

look at me again to see if it were something to confront, like you’re father abused for

years and had to look at him straight in the eye years after to say that was wrong. Jennifer

just looked at me, as I was waving and smiling, as she smiled also, but then that smiled

turned to an evil grin. This didn’t feel right at all.

Chapter VIII: Entrap

Jennifer was back on the floor again to look at me face to face like earlier. For

some reason she started to poke my stomach with a pencil she found in the table.

            “Ow!, Jennifer that really hurt.”

            “But you can’t be human; a human is not an inch tall. You’re probably a mishap.”

            Oh my god, I thought that was pretty messed up what she said. I was about to yell

up at her until, my nightmare was becoming more of a reality. She lifted up my fragile

body with her finger and thumb, as she was walking with me dangling for dear life. As

we both entered the bathroom, she then dropped me inside a jar that looked like a fish

bowl. I basically fell down and landed on my ass which really, really hurt a lot. She then

stared at me in amusement, like I was some brand new toy she was obsessed with. This

isn’t like Jennifer to do this. I had to reach her some how, anything at all.

            “Jennifer, why did place me hear? I could have been hurt from that fall.”

            “How do I know if you can feel pain, you’re not human remember? Plus I needed

to put you somewhere, where I can keep an eye on my little creature.”

            “But, I am a human being what you’re doing is making me uncomfortable. Please

don’t this!”

            “What should I do with you? I’ll think about it later, goodnight.”

            Jennifer than turned off the light, with me stranded inside this jar like a lab rat. I

couldn’t believe it, she thought of me as a creature and not human because of diminutive

size I was really heart broken now. This was a nightmare coming true, just like the other

one I dreamt, except instead of drowning in laundry water, I was drowning in losing

touch to Jennifer. There had to be something I can do to convince her that I was human, I

was willing even to drop my pants and show my penis, if necessary if she’ll believe I was

human. But could any chance of love be possible, for her to believe me so? I still love her

with all my heart.

            That night, I cradled myself inside the jar. Just looking around was scarier than

the hall outside, but at least there, I was safe inside the newspaper tent, just dreaming

away what I thought Jennifer was going to do to me, instead of this ugly reality that is

happening like it was an eternity. For the fact that the entire bathroom was pitched black

and drips of water sounded with a bigger boom, I was scared as hell. I kept thinking to

myself, what does Jennifer have plan for me? Will there be any pain? Would she

remember me, by the next morning? Will she offer me a chance to convince myself? Was

there any hope at all? I already have been in many dead ends so far, but I still managed to

stay strong and keep hoping. Maybe by tomorrow or the next couple of days or so,

Jennifer will finally view me as who I am and not what she assumes. I needed to prepare

myself for the next coming days. Bring it on.

Chapter IX: Grim

            It’s already been nearly a day and a half since I was left trapped here in this prison

if a better term to call it, a hell. I was starving, dying probably. Could Jennifer actually

just leave me here like this forever? I haven’t seen her since she place me in the jar. But I

was really putting a lot of effort just to stay as strong as possible, but each hour made me

feel weaker. But then finally she arrived into the bathroom, she was only wearing an old

navy t-shirt and blue jeans like a typical teenage girl. I was once again lifted up in the air

as she grabbed the jar and started walking.

            We arrived back into the living room, and for no apparent reason she just dropped

me down as I hit the hard wooden table, like a marble. Jennifer just stared at me again, as

she took a seat in the couch. I just carefully try to stand up, but I was in too much pain

after the fall. Gravity was never an ally to me. But as I stood up she said something.

            “I’m going shopping, and I don’t want to leave you alone so I’ll put you in my

purse.”

            “Wait, Jennifer please. You can’t be serious; I need your he-.”

            She just dropped me instantly inside her purse like I was something she just stole

from a market. I once again fell real hard, but this time was a lot worst. As I fell inside

her bag, she then dropped her keys right on top of me. The keys severely scratched me on

my shoulder and partially in my back, and I was bleeding. My nightmare finally came

true at the worst. I was in the worst pain yet. I tried screaming really loud at Jennifer, but

she couldn’t hear me from her bag, since it was zipped up.

            I tried holding the blood in, but I needed to wrap the wound with something, a

tissue or napkin perhaps. She’s got to have one inside her bag somewhere, but as I

looked around all I found were just the keys, wallet, a make up kit and a mirror, a nano

ipod, and chewing gum. I thought maybe I could probably wrap my wound with the gum

wrapper, but I didn’t think it work. She was walking fast, as I bounced around inside her

bag, staining it as well. I just kept holding my injured wound, but I was losing a lot of

blood fast, until it finally happened. I collapsed, just waiting to die. It just couldn’t end

like this could it?

Chapter X: Epilogue

I waked up, and thought where am I? I started to stir a little thinking my head

really hurts. I looked around to discover I was in bed, a large bed. Well for one thing, at

least I know I’m not dreaming since I still felt a bit of my wound. My wound, I thought is

it still bleeding, I looked at my shoulder and back to discover that I was wrapped with the

tiniest of toilet paper. I looked to my left and found Jennifer, sleeping with her head on

top of arms, like the good ol’ elementary school days when after you finished your test,

the teacher said you could put you’re head down. She was fast asleep, but as I walked

towards her I discovered something in her face. Dry tears, she was crying. But I wonder

what was it this time? Could she really felt guilty over me now?

            Jennifer began to stir and opened her eyes; she let out a weak yawn. But her

attention went straight to me as she looked down in the bed and was surprised that I was

awake before her. I then started to say something.

            “Hey.”

            “Hi, I’m glad you’re okay.” She was smiling like before, but this time she looked

like she was looking at me like I was friend she didn’t see for years. But then she started

to draw some tears again.

            “I am so sorry.”

            “It’s okay, I’m fine really.”

            “No, it’s not okay. What I did to you placed you inside a jar and in my bag. And I

called you a creature. How could have I been so cruel?”

            “Jennifer, everybody makes mistakes. And I still forgive you.”

            “But, I can never forgive myself. After I went inside the mall for about twenty

minutes, and opened my bag. I found you just lying there lifeless, nearly bleeding to

death. I was so scared that I rushed home and tried to stop the bleeding. I thought you

were going to die. I never even got to apologize. You’re so small and fragile, and I’m a

monster. What type of sick person am I?”

“You’re not a monster.”

            Jennifer was crying, really hard. She placed her head down the bed, which sort of

bounced me off. I decided I needed to comfort her for the most. What she did to me was

just an act of ignorance, and I don’t blame her. I walked up to her and touched her

beautifully blonde hair and began stroking it gently.

            “Jennifer, it’s okay. What you did happened, and I forgive you. Please I just can’t

stand to see you a beautiful girl like you cry like this anymore.”

            “You think I’m beautiful?”

            “Of course, I’ve watched you since the first day you moved. And well ever since I

loved you.”

            It was all spilled out now; she began to look down at me with a redeeming smile

and said the words, I wanted to hear.

            “I love you also.”

            It was the most heartfelt moment, I can ever believe in my life. She was no longer

the lonely girl in Apt. 305, but the story doesn’t end here as far as I know. After a little

talk, she accepted everything I told her, about me, the fact I was once a normal sized

human being who was now, and probably forever is one inch tall, but at the same time

she couldn’t help it, but imagine and enjoy a thousand ways to play with me and care for

me. She loved me, as mush as I loved her. She swore that whatever happens she’ll always

take care of me, and that she’ll never leave me home alone, unless it’s up to me. But I

really don’t mind stow away with her in her purse or pocket. We both are no longer

alone. And for the first time in my life, the dream I had came true. That night, she placed

me in her pillow next to her, and as I wrapped her everlasting beautiful hair around me,

feeling warm and safe. I was free from my prison and nightmare at last, and she was free

from doubtfulness and loneliness. We drifted off to sleep. Thinking of thousands of

possibilities to happen.

            “Oh, I forgot to ask, what is your name?”

            “It’s Ethan. It’s Ethan, Jennifer.”