The Incredible Shrinking Teenager

Matt Druszkowski is the average 16 year-old teenager. He loves hanging out with

friends, and he likes seeing stuff blow up. He also has a knack for working with

machines. He enjoys building different kinds of inventions and seeing if they

work. His latest creation may be his greatest yet. Now Matt loves adventure, but

his latest may have been bigger than he ever wanted.

The persistent buzz of Matt's alarm clock forced him to get out of bed early

Friday morning that fateful day in summer. He knew that his parents were leaving

for a business trip in Japan. He went through his morning routine, and then

lumbered downstairs into the kitchen. His Mom and Dad were already ready to

leave. Matt's 14 year-old sister Kelly was not to be found. She had gone to a

friend's house to spend the night, and would be home in about ten minutes. "Now

listen here Matt, I want you to be on your best behavior this weekend while

we're gone, I already told your sister this" Matt's Mom said. "Sure." Matt

replied, eagerly hurrying his parents along in his mind. He wanted to get

downstairs and test his shrink ray. He knew it probably wouldn't work, but you

just never knew. After what felt like forever, his parents finally left. Matt

went downstairs to the family room. Not only was it a rec room with couches, a

TV, and computers; it doubled as his laboratory, where his shrinking machine was

stored. He pulled the cover off the machine and marveled at the shrink ray. It

was put together from various parts bought from a junkyard. The machine itself

was designed currently to shrink objects down to three inches high. That was

small enough to work with before he modified it to shrink things down smaller.

He hoped one day to find his first human test subject. But his sister didn't

want to be "hurt" by the shrink ray. He placed an apple onto the firing circle.

As the machine powered up, he thought about the possibilities that the machine

could unlock. Just to be safe, he put the machine on auto fire mode. After the

machine fired once, the auto fire would fire again in case of an error in the

first shot. But there was an obvious power drain; the machine would not fire

again for at least 24 hours. When the machine was finally ready to fire, he

flipped open the firing button, and fired. The brightness of the shot faded, and

Matt opened his eyes. To his amazement, the apple was gone! He retrieved his

magnifying glass, and bent down over the firing circle. The apple was now about

the size of a marble. He heard the machine buzzing behind him, but he knew the

machine would only fire under his own power. He had completely forgotten about

the fact that the machine was on auto fire. The machine fired, knocking Matt

unconcious.

Matt finally came to about nine minutes after the blast. He groggily got to his

feet, rubbing his head as he had a searing headache. It slowly subsided as Matt

took a look at his surroundings. He was still unaware of what had happened to

him. He turned around and saw the leg of the pool table the machine rested on.

He looked up, a long ways up, and saw the machine protruding over the front of

the table. He turned back around and saw the couch far off in the distance

rising up toward the sky. The floor seemed to stretch on forever in the

distance. And then it finally hit him. He had been shrunk. He was now tiny. And

he had another problem. He would never be able to reach the remote. He turned

back around. There was no way he was only three inches tall. Something must have

gone terribly wrong. He couldn't be more than a few millimeters tall. He was

extremely tiny. He heard the machine behind him power down. Matt tried to

contemplate his situation. He was so small; he could probably set up

housekeeping inside a thimble. Speaking of housekeeping. Matt thought as he

looked around. Now that he was down at ground level, he saw that the hardwood

floor was dirtier than he imagined. Dust bunnies the size of Buicks, candy

wrappers as big as tents, pieces of discarded plastic the size of buildings ,and

other bits of trash littered the floor. He couldn't believe how untidy he was.

Matt then heard a loud boom. It was immediately followed by another. They

proceeded to get louder, and the booms were now being accompanied by small

tremors. He recognized what they were immediately. They were the impacts of

footfalls. Someone was coming. Matt checked his watch, and he realized that it

was probably Kelly who was on her way in. And then it hit him. With the machine

powered down, she would have no idea of what just happened to him! He heard the

doorknob turn, and the door swung open. His sister Kelly walked into the room.

She was no longer the little sister he knew her as however. She was huge. Her

legs were like redwoods; her feet were the size of twin Titanics. She seemed to

be a million miles tall. "MATT, ARE YOU HERE?" Kelly called out in a huge,

booming voice that reverberated around him. Matt began to scream and yell at

Kelly. She began to walk forward, thinking that maybe he was at work in the back

of the lab. Matt's computer was in a small niche in the back of the lab. He

designed it to work in privacy. Each of Kelly's steps created a thundeclap-like

boom. She moved closer to Matt. Her gigantic foot moved towards him. Her left

foot slammed down a few feet away from him. Matt continued to scream and wave

his arms even as her other shoe moved in. Her right foot also slammed down near

him. She stopped; Matt was directly between her impossibly huge Lower East Side

sandals. "WHAT'S THAT SMELL?" Kelly boomed while looking around. She must have

smelled the smoke from the machine. Maybe she would figure out that it had been

fired! "MATT MUST HAVE BEEN LIGHTING MATCHES AGAIN!" She thundered. She

continued to look around. "MATT, WHERE ARE YOU?" She thundered. "Kelly, down

here! On the floor!" Matt screamed up at his gigantic sister. But it was

useless; he was just too tiny for her to hear him. She was completly oblivious

to the tiny speck between her feet. Her foot sailed into the air as Kelly

continued on. She walked past the machine and checked inside Matt's niche, but

didn't see him. "I GUESS HE WENT TO A FRIEND'S HOUSE OR SOMETHING." Kelly said.

She looked around at the floor. "WHY DOES MATT HAVE TO MAKE THESE MESSES, NOW I

HAVE TO SWEEP THIS PLACE UP!" She said. Matt cowered in fear as Kelly stomped

toward him. Her sandal slammed down inches from him. The impact knocked Matt of

his feet. He had almost been stepped on. Kelly walked towards the closet near

the door. Matt watched as she opened the door and pulled out an enormous broom.

Matt got up and ran in terror as Kelly started to sweep up the floor! She worked

her way across the floor, sweeping the debris into a small pile in the middle of

the floor. Even as Matt ran just as fast as he could across the floor, Kelly was

still gaining ground on him. Matt was almost near safety. Suddenly, his vision

was filled with brown as Kelly moved the broom ahead of him. Matt stopped and

prepared to turn around, but Kelly had started to push to broom at him. Matt was

swept into the broom. He grabbed hold of one of the tree-sized bristles and was

swept along. Matt could see he was heading for the garbage pile. But behind it,

Matt saw the gigantic green dustpan lower down into view as Kelly's other hand

held it. She moved it towards the pile. Matt screamed in horror as he was swept

towards the dustpan. The dustpan moved under the broom, and he was scooped up

into the pan along with the garbage pile. Kelly set the broom down and carried

the pan over to the garbage can. She tilted it forward and began to empty it.

Matt screamed as he began to slide forward. He was going to be dumped into the

trash by his own sister! He continued to pick up speed as the dustpan tilted

forward. He slid down in one of the grooves in the dustpan. Suddenly, the bottom

gave out underneath him, and Matt was falling. He tumbled through the air. He

landed with a painful thud in the garbage can. He got up and found himself

standing on top of a discarded TV Guide. He looked up and saw Kelly, bent over

finishing up with the dustpan. "Kelly, down here!" Matt yelled. She didn't

notice. She finished dumping the contents of the dustpan out, and stood up to

leave. Matt waved his arms desperately but she left and Matt gave up as he

listened to her booming footsteps fade away as she headed upstairs. Matt felt

sick to his stomach. He had screamed nonstop at the top of his lungs, but Kelly

never noticed. It was going to take a monumental effort to get her attention. He

had to try to find a way out of the garbage can. He grabbed hold of the plastic

of the bag. He began to climb up. It took some effort, but he made his way onto

the rim of the garbage can. He looked down, miles down, to the floor. Matt

decided to try a parachute theory. He tore a piece of garbage bag off, and held

it above his head. He leapt of the rim, and began to fall. Just as he suspected,

when the wind caught the plastic, he began to float down. He glided down towards

the floor. He hit the ground, and dropped the garbage bag piece. He now had to

formulate a plan to get upstairs. The carpeted stairs provided handholds that he

could grip. Using the threads, he began to scale the stairs. It took about ten

minutes per stair, and there were five stairs. It took him almost an hour, but

he finally reached the tiled floor of the kitchen. Each tile seemed almost

football field sized. He looked to the living room, and saw that Kelly was lying

on the couch watching TV. He made his way over there, and stood at the base of

his mountainous couch. Kelly was no longer wearing sandals; they were gone,

replaced by a pair of tennis shoes. Kelly's bare feet were dangling over the

side of the couch, miles away on the other end. Matt decided that his best

option was to climb up the couch and get to Kelly's ear, where he could try to

get her to notice him. He searched for the best place to climb up. He got to a

place to climb, and using the same strategy he used to climb the stairs, he

began to make his way up the couch. He was about halfway there, when a gnat

buzzed over near Matt. It resembled a fuzzy basketball, darting around like mad.

Then suddenly, without warning, the gnat slammed into him. The impact knocked

him off the couch's side. He fell down, and landed softly in a darkened area. He

got up and looked around. He had no idea where he was. He looked up and saw an

opening he had fallen through far above him. He looked behind him, and saw a

tunnel extending forward into darkness. He walked into the tunnel, and his

nostrils were bombarded by an odor that he couldn't quite place his finger on.

The tunnel ended abruptly with a curved wall. He turned and walked back into the

light under the opening. He looked down and saw he was standing on a label. He

backed up to read what it said. He was stunned when he read the words Cross

Trekker on the ground. He was inside one of Kelly's shoes! He tried to climb up

the side of the shoe, but he couldn't, as there was nothing to grab hold of.

Matt looked up again to see that Kelly had given up on watching television. She

moved near the shoe. Matt waved up at his sister. "Kelly, I'm in the shoe!" Matt

screamed. He saw her hand reaching out towards the shoe. She grabbed the shoe

from the back, and lifted it up. The shoe fell forward, and Matt tumbled into

the toe end of the shoe. The shoe was set down. Matt looked up towards the

opening of the shoe. His heart sunk in horror as he saw Kelly's toes begin to

enter the shoe. She was going to crush him under her toes! Her foot continued to

enter the shoe. Matt backed as far as he could against the wall of the shoe.

Matt was pinned against the wall as Kelly's foot fully entered the shoe. He was

sandwiched between two of Kelly's toes. Matt grabbed hold of the toes. After

about ten minutes, Matt passed out.

Matt had no idea how long he was out. When he finally woke up, Kelly's foot was

gone. He walked right out of the shoe, as it was lying on its side. He was in

Kelly's room. He could see everything was quiet. Light was streaming through

breaks in Kelly's curtains. He must have been out awhile. He must have slept

throughout the night in Kelly's shoe. She was lying on her bed, fast asleep. He

looked at the massive clock on Kelly's nightstand and saw it read 7:00 A.M. He

had to get to Kelly before she woke up. He decided to try to get to her ear. He

made his way over to the base of her bed. He grabbed a piece of low hanging

sheets and began to climb. He made his way up and reached the top of Kelly's

bed. He was greeted by a blast of warm air as Kelly breathed out. H walked up

and clambered up onto Kelly's pillow. He walked over to Kelly's hair. He had to

climb to get to Kelly's ear. He grabbed a hair, but just as he did, Kelly began

to stir. Before long his plans took a turn for the worse as he found himself

holding on to the hair as Kelly got up. He was holding on for dear life as Kelly

stood up and put her slippers on. Kelly was unaware that her tiny brother was

clinging for dear life in her hair! Kelly walked downstairs and into the

kitchen. She poured herself a bowl of cheerios for breakfast. She set the bowl

at the table and sat down to eat. She leaned forward to get a napkin. Matt was

dangling precariously from the hair. He looked down and saw he was hanging over

Kelly's cereal bowl. Terror gripped him as he saw the sea of milk and giant

cheerios drifting around. Just then, the phone rang. Kelly jerked her head

suddenly, and Matt lost his grip on the hair. He found himself freefalling down

towards Kelly's cereal bowl! Matt screamed and landed with a tiny splash in the

massive basin of liquid. Kelly left to go answer the call. Matt surfaced and

gave a cough. He heard Kelly pick up the phone. "HELLO? OH HEY JULIE!" She

boomed. Matt looked around at the enormous cheerios all around him. He couldn't

believe he had fallen into his own sister's bowl of cereal! Kelly appeared over

the rim of the bowl again as she returned to the table. "Kelly, it's me, Matt!

I'm down here, in the cereal!" Matt screamed and waved his arms. But his tiny

voice was muffled by the milk and cereal. Matt looked on in terror as she picked

up the spoon. She started to dip the spoon down towards the cereal. The spoon

lowered down into the milk, and Matt swam to avoid the marauding metal scoop.

Kelly picked up a load of Cheerios, and raised them up to her face. Matt watched

as the spoon disappeared into Kelly's mouth. If he didn't get her attention, he

would be eaten by his own sister! The thought terrified him. "NOTHING RIGHT NOW,

JUST EATING A BOWL OF CHEERIOS." Kelly thundered into the phone. Kelly came very

close to scooping up Matt as she picked up another load of Cheerios. The

turbulence in the milk sent him crashing into a giant cheerio. "Kelly, stop

eating, I'm in the cereal bowl!" Matt was running out of time. Kelly was

babbling into the phone, still completely unaware that her tiny shrunken brother

was swimming around helplessly in her cereal! "NO, I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE MY

BROTHER IS RIGHT NOW." Kelly spoke, and while she uttered the phrase she lowered

the spoon down again. Kelly once again came dangerously close to scooping up her

miniaturized brother with the spoon, the spoon moving by inches from his current

position. He was swept under the milk surface in the current. He surfaced in the

center of a gigantic cheerio. He was using it almost like an inner tube. "Kelly,

down here!" Matt screamed. "I KNOW, HE SPENDS ALL HIS TIME WORKING ON THAT

STUPID SHRINK RAY THAT WILL NEVER WORK." Kelly thundered to Julie, never once

looking into the cereal bowl. Matt knew he couldn't last much longer. He was

trapped in the cheerio which drifted further into the middle of the lake-sized

cereal bowl. "I WISH I KNEW WHERE HE WAS." Kelly boomed and dipped the spoon

towards the cereal bowl once more. Matt looked up just in time to see that the

spoon was heading directly towards him! "No Kelly!" Matt screamed, but the spoon

moved into the bowl several feet away to his right and Matt felt the edge of the

spoon move underneath him and felt the cool metal of the spoon, and his worst

fears were realized as Kelly scooped him up along with several cheerios. It was

a horrible sensation, feeling the spoon lifting out of the bowl and knowing the

end was near. Matt slowly rose up past the giant words OLD NAVY printed on

Kelly's pajama shirt. Kelly lifted the spoon up to her face. He was still in the

center of the cheerio, which now sat at the top of a pile on Kelly's spoon. He

had a perfectly unobstructed view of his giant sister's billboard-sized face. He

was in Kelly's gigantic spoonful of cereal! Matt screamed and screamed, but

Kelly had no idea that she was about to eat her tiny brother! "Kelly, stop, I'm

on your spoon!" Matt screamed, but even this close to Kelly's face, she couldn't

hear him. Kelly began to slowly move the spoon forward towards her lips. "WELL I

DON'T KNOW WHERE MY BROTHER IS, BUT HE'D BETTER SHOW UP SOON!" She said, totally

oblivious to the tiny passenger on her spoonful of cheerios, her brother!. Kelly

slowly parted her gigantic, glossy pink lips and opened her mouth, exposing her

gargantuan pink tongue and huge sets of white teeth. In the back of her mouth

was a gaping black hole that was the entrance to her throat. "No Kelly, don't

eat me!" Matt screamed and waved his arms as he moved closer and closer to his

sister's open mouth. This was the end; he was about to be eaten by his own

sister, a small part of her breakfast meal. Everything seemed to move in slow

motion, as Matt screamed desperately at his sister, hoping she wouldn't eat him.

He felt Kelly's warm breath wash over him as the spoon moved within inches of

disappearing into her mouth. Matt closed his eyes and waited for Kelly to eat

him. Just as Kelly was going to take the spoon into her mouth, the spoon

abruptly stopped. Matt tumbled off the cheerio and down off the pile. Not

wanting to fall to his death, he grabbed onto the edge of the spoon. Kelly must

have heard something important. “ARE YOU JOKING ME?” Kelly's giant voice boomed,

nearly deafening tiny Matt. Matt held on in terror as Kelly took the spoon over

to the sink. With a sudden movement, Matt fell of the spoon and down towards the

full sink. The sink was full of water as there were cleanly rinsed dishes

inside. He landed with a splash in the sink. He surfaced and bobbed around as

Kelly began to pull dishes out of the sink. After she finished, she dunked her

hand in and pulled out what looked like a UFO. But Matt realized it was the

drain plug. Immediately, the water began to stir with turbulence. It began to

swirl and form a whirlpool. Matt screamed in terror. The water continued to

drain rapidly as Matt spun faster and faster. He was going to be swept down the

drain. He saw that as he spun past the side of the sink, he came close to the

rag used to wash off dishes. On his next pass, Matt made a wild grab. He managed

to grab hold of some loose fibers on the rag. He struggled, but he managed to

pull himself out of the rapidly draining sink water. He climbed up the rag, and

made his way up onto the divider that seperated the two sinks. He ran towards

Kelly. Well, actually he ran forwards towards Kelly's waist. "Kelly!" Matt

yelled. "EWWWW, A BUG!" Kelly thundered. "No Kelly, I'm not a bug, it's me

Matt!" Kelly raised her enormous hand into the air, and then brought it down.

Matt covered his head in fear. BOOM! Kelly's tree-like fingers slammed down on

both sides. The impact sent Matt into the air. He flew up and then began to

fall. He landed on the rug at the base of the sink, and thankfully it's softness

kept him alive. Kelly left the kitchen. Matt was beginning to lose all hope. He

had tried everything, and Kelly had still not heard or noticed him. He was going

to be bug-sized forever. He looked around at his enormous kitchen. Maybe he

could find a crack in the wall and live there. He could live off of scraps of

food. No. Matt pushed the thoughts out of his mind. He made his way back into

the massive living room. He looked up the stairs and saw Kelly preparing to walk

down them. He heard the boom of her footsteps as she made her way down. She had

changed into her L.E.I. jeans and her black U.S.A. shirt. She was once again

wearing her black sandals. She reached the bottom of the stairs, and the

doorbell rang. "THAT MUST BE JULIE AND ANDREA!" Kelly boomed. She walked over to

the door and opened it. Kelly's best friends Julie and Andrea stood in the

doorway. They stepped inside. "HI KELLY!" Andrea thundered. Andrea was wearing

brown Sketcher Cids, black Mudd pants and a yellow tank-top. Julie was wearing

brown sandals, brown pants, and a red shirt with a heart on it. "COME ON IN, I

WAS JUST ON MY WAY TO MY ROOM ANYWAY." Kelly boomed. "WHERE'S YOU BROTHER?"

Julie asked. "I DON'T KNOW, I THINK HE'S AT JEREMY'S OR SOMETHING." Kelly said.

"I DON'T THINK SO, BECAUSE WE WERE JUST THERE." Andrea replied. Kelly looked

surprised. "Girls, I'm down here!" Matt screamed. Kelly then started to walk up

the stairs. Julie and Andrea started to follow. Julie stomped towards tiny Matt.

He looked up and saw the bottom of Julie's shoe sail over his head as she walked

over him. Andrea's gigantic sandal slammed to the ground inches away from Matt.

The shockwave knocked Matt to the ground. He looked up at Andrea's face as she

towered over him. "Down here Andrea!" Andrea simply continued right past Matt.

Things were beginning to look hopeless.

Matt got up and watched as the girls walked up the stairs. He almost felt like

crying. Trying to get his sister to notice him had drained him physically and

emotionally. He had been right under her nose in her spoon and she didn't even

see him. The thick threads of the living room carpet were rising up past his

knees the longer he stood there. He had to keep moving. He moved out and onto

the tiled floor at the base of the stairs leading up to the second floor. Using

the same strategy as before, he slowly worked his way up the stairs. He walked

into his room. He looked around at his posters, which were now like billboards

on buildings. Just then he heard the front door open and close down stairs.

"KIDS, I'M HOME!" The voice boomed. It was his mom, Linda. He watched as his

giant sister walked past his room and headed downstairs. "HI MOM!" Kelly

thundered. "HI KELLY, WHERE'S YOR BROTHER AT?" Linda boomed. "THAT'S THE FUNNY

THING, I DON'T KNOW." Kelly answered. "YOU MEAN HE DIDN'T LEAVE A NOTE OR

ANYTHING AS TO WHERE HE WAS GOING?" Linda said. "NOPE." Kelly said. "WHERE'S

DAD?" Kelly asked. "OH, HE HAD TO STAY FOR A FEW EXTRA DAYS." Linda responded.

Matt then heard thunderous footsteps pounding up the stairs. Matt's mom appeared

in the doorway. Matt cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted "Mom, down

here!" Matt's mother was in her mid 30s and was completely oblivious to her tiny

son! "MATT, THIS ISN'T A JOKE IS IT?" Linda boomed. She walked forward.

Expecting Matt to pop out and surprise her at any moment. Matt was greeted by a

wall of leather as his mom's enormous brown shoe slammed down mere feet from

him. "THIS MESS SICKENS ME!" She thundered. She turned and walked away. He heard

the closet door open and close in the hall. She returned to Matt's room,

wielding the most deadly weapon ever: a vacuum cleaner. She walked up to outlet

and plugged the vacuum in. "Mom, no!" Matt screamed. "JUST WHAT I WANTED TO DO

WHEN I GOT HOME." Linda boomed. She turned the vacuum on with her foot.

Immediately, Matt's tiny ears were filled with the roar of the vacuum. Matt ran

away from his mom just as fast as he could. Linda began to push the vacuum

cleaner around. Matt got an idea. But it was thrown off when she pushed the

vacuum cleaner at him suddenly. Matt quickly grabbed a thread of carpet as the

vacuum descended upon him. Matt was immedialtely thrust into the air as the

vacuum's pull kicked in. He was hanging on for dear life as he looked up and saw

the dark black hole that was the opening of the vacuum. Matt was losing grip.

Just when he thought he was going to let go, the vacuum disappeared. Matt got up

and ran at his mother's foot. He climbed up onto her shoe and held on for dear

life as she continued to vacuum the floor. She finished up and put the vacuum

away. She made her way down the hall and towards Kelly's room. The three girls

were huddled around a bowl of onion dip. Matt lost his grip on the shoe and flew

into the air. He screamed as he tumbled through the air. He landed with a plop

in some thick white substance. He tasted it. The onion dip! He looked up snd

watched in terror as a giant chip began to descend into the bowl. Matt screamed

and tried to wade through the dip to get away from the chip. The chip was held

by Kelly. It descended into the dip and pushed Matt onto his back. He watched as

the chip disappeared into Kelly's mouth. He heard the crunch and realized that

could have been him. He had to get out of there. He righted himself and

continued towards the side of the bowl. He looked up and saw another chip

coming. To be continued......

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