~Paul~

            It took time, and I admit that patience is not one of my best allies. But it was the

only way. It’s been a day and a half, and so far I haven’t shrunk to a much smaller state.

Thank goodness. But still I was stuck at the height of 1 inch, living in a world of normal

size people that are now giants to me. It was dangerous, for me to even go outside, if

Linda is not there. She kept me real close to her, having to ride in her blouse pocket,

jeans or skirt pockets, or her purse. They weren’t necessarily a particular place to rest, but

it wasn’t a place to stay awake either, due to my daughter’s movement when she walks

around. But I have to get use to it from now, since I couldn’t let myself out, and have the

purpose to be stepped on by a normal sized/giant person or be eaten by devouring insects.

It was all too good of nightmare to think of or dream of. The only time I am ever safe

though is with my daughter.

            It was 12:30.

            I was sitting on my daughter’s lap, and we’re watching T.V. Another ironic twist I

say. I looked up at her, and remember a time back then, when I was watching T.V. with

my wife back then. Linda was only 5 years old at the time, I recall. It was late that one

night, but she went up to me, jumped on my lap. She drifted to sleep quickly. I snapped

back to the present instantly as she looked down on me and smiled, as I did vice-versa.

She then started to speak.

            “Hey daddy, my friends are coming over later. So I was wondering, if I could

place you somewhere like when we’re chatting.”

            “Wait what? You’re friends are coming over! Was this by last minute?”

            “Sort of, but I was thinking that maybe later, I have to tell them about my

situation sooner or later.”

            “I don’t think that’s such a good idea. Not yet.”

            “I’m eventually going to need a lot of help if I’m going to take care of the both of

us since I have to work, and plus there are going to be other times where I can’t really

take you anywhere with me, if it’s really important. So…”

            “You’re saying I need a babysitter, is that right?”

            “Don’t think of it as a bad idea. Plus, you can trust Julia and Beth. They would

want to take care of you, also as an opportunity. Julia views you like a father to her. And

Beth has respect for you also.”

            “Really, I had no idea. But, are you sure it’s okay to leave me with them? I don’t

want to be a bother, with them or you.”

            “You won’t, I promise, you’re still my daddy and I’ll always need support for

you, you’re a part of my life and I’m always going to need you to help at times. And with

a little adjustment, and time I’m sure we will all get use to it, as a new part of our lives.”

            “Okay, I’ll give it a shot. Not like there’s much of a choice for me anyway.”

            I couldn’t really tell if I was accepting the thought, or hiding my own denial. The

thought of being babied by teenage girls, while I’m a suitable and matured adult, sounds

humiliating as it is, but I lost most of what I use to be. But, I did have to accept the truth.

I have to believe that my shrinkage was a mere illness, rendering myself disabled, with

no possible cure with the same fact that I’m not dying anyway. The chance at life was

more precious to me now, than ever. I just laid there on Linda’s lap until I relaxed and

soon drifted for an afternoon nap.

            I woke up to find myself inside my daughter’s shirt pocket; while I shifted and

stretched inside, I can hear her voice and others as well. Her friends must have arrived. I

looked up, and saw her above me like she was goddess through the clouds. She was

pretty happy the way she is, and so was I as I then placed my hands to where I can feel

her chest. Her scent aroused me a bit, as I touched her chest, through her cotton shirt. I

saw her looking down at me again. I knew that now was the time to be shown, to be

revealed.