THE SMALL MAN

CHRONICLES

        (Part I)

        How to begin? Well

during my childhood no one had known

        about me and my size

except for a few people. I'm Mike

        Tompkins. The

smallest man in the world. I was born May 1,

        1966. I was born

under strange circumstances. My mom,

        Karen, was very

rich. She never worked a day in her life.

        She was married to

my father who mysteriously died just

        before I was born.

She hardly knew she was pregnant. When

        she had me I was

only 3 inches tall. She almost didn't

        realize she had me

and didn't tell anyone for fear they

        might take me away.

        I grew up like any

normal child except I was very small. I

        was brought up as

best as could be under the

        circumstances. My

mom had a room built with miniature

        furniture, TV,

stereo, and even books were miniaturized so

        that I could learn.

I was never lacking for anything. I

        knew very little

about the outside world except what I saw

        on TV, read in

books, or was taught by my mom. Mom told me

        the outside world

was big and scary and no place for a

        very little boy like

me. She told me stories of what would

        happen. I believed

her because I had no contact with

        anyone else. I was

also a child. What child doesn't

        believe their

mother?

        Life was grand; mom

took great care of me. Once in a while

        I would see a maid,

butler, or her bodyguard, but I was

        very frightened of

them. Then, when I was 6, my mom

        adopted twin girls.

They were about 1 year old at the

        time. They were

normal sized, suddenly she had little time

        for me. Their names

were Heather and Lisa. I still wonder

        to this day why she

adopted them. She never told me why.

        They were kept away

from me until they were 7, then mom

        introduced them to

me. They were about 4 feet tall and I

        had only grown to 5

inches. I was only 12 at the time we

        were introduced.

Their size had scared me because I really

        only saw my mom who

was about 5' 11” in person, besides

        she had filled my

head about how dangerous the outside

        world was.

        I remember the first

time I had met them like it was

        yesterday. They were

identical twins about 4 feet tall

        with long red hair

in pony tails and blue eyes. I was

        frightened out of my

wits. I was in mom's hand and they

        were staring at me

intently. Then the twins had smiles

        show on their faces.

Mom reassured me they would not hurt

        me. Then one of them

spoke, I think it was Heather, and

        asked mom if they

could play with me. Mom said not today,

        she had only wanted

us to meet. She said she was going to

        slowly introduce me

into their lives. I asked her why and

        she replied that

someone had to take care of me after she

        was gone. After she

was gone, now that's a thought that

        had never entered my

mind. What would happen to me if she

        were gone? She

reassured me that she would be living for a

        long time. Then she

put me back in my room.

        My room, the only

world I knew. I felt safe and secure

        there. My room was

about 8” high, which is roughly equal

        to 8' for you

regular sized people. It was about 40” long

        and 24” wide and was

divided into a living room, a

        kitchen, a bedroom,

and a bathroom. Mom had it enlarged

        after I was 10 now

that I could handle appliances. I don't

        know how she had all

the appliances, TV, stereo, lighting,

        and electrical stuff

miniaturized without anyone knowing.

        As I said earlier

mom was very rich, also, the whole town

        catered to her every

whim. I watched on the news and saw

        how she practically

ran the town. What Karen Thompkins

        wanted Karen

Thompkins got, no questions asked. She owned

        a manufacturing

company and did lots of charity work in

        the town. As a

matter of fact that day I saw her start a

        new line of what was

a new product at the time personal

        computers.

(Remember, this is a story so bear with me.)

        Finally after about

a year of getting aquainted with my

        sisters she decided

to let us spend more time together,

        mom called it

playtime. My sisters and me would spend

        about an hour a day

together. The first thing my sisters

        wanted to do was

play dolly with me. I thought it was fun

        until I saw they

made a dress for me. Even though I had no

        contact with the

outside world I somehow knew a 13 year

        old boy wearing a

dress wasn't right. Mom said I looked

        cute in the outfit

and laughed, that was the first of many

        times in my life I

would feel inadequate. Then Lisa picked

        me up and put me in

a dollhouse. She asked if I like the

        dollies in the

house. The dollies were bigger than I was,

        I felt so inadequate

but I didn't want to disappoint them,

        so I said they were

fine. This was the first real contact

        with other people

other than my mother and I didn't want

        it to end. We played

dolly for about an hour, and then mom

        said it was time for

me to go back to my “house”. The

        girls didn't want my

mom to take them away. She told them

        I was so small that

I needed to rest, so my mom took me

        back to my room. I

went back to my room and fell

        immediately asleep,

man was I exhausted.

        Well things went

along fine for years, then my sisters

        started high school.

I was about 19 at the time. Mom

        wanted me to have a

better education so she asked my

        sisters to take my

to school with them. In order to do

        this correctly she

first decided to let the world know

        about me. Mom

realized that at 19, I could be considered

        an adult. To do that

we went to her personal lawyer her

        name was Laura

Peterson. Laura was unbelievably

        attractive; of

course it could be me because I was not

        used to seeing

normal sized people. I would say she was

        about 5' 9” tall,

130 lbs., and wore a woman's business

        suit. Her nails were

moderate lengths, impeccably

        manicured, and

unpainted. When we first met she couldn't

        believe her eyes.

Her first word were my god he's so

        small, can I pick

him up. Mom consented, I don't know why

        she had to after all

I was 19 and if I wanted a woman to

        pick me up I think

it should be my business. Funny thing

        for some reason the

first thing anyone wanted to do when

        they met me was to

pick me up.

        We got down to

business quickly, actually mom and Laura

        got down to

business, when your 5” tall, I was to find

        out, your input did

not matter. It was like I wasn't even

        there, here are two

powerful women discussing what would

        be best for me and

my opinion didn't matter. They thought

        it would be best for

me to be brought in front of a judge

        to be declared

competent, then I would be enrolled in high

        school. That was a

shock after all I'm 19 for Christ's

        sake why go to high

school now. Mom explained that it

        would be a good way

to get introduced to the real world. I

        would need to do

that if I were going to inherit the

        business and the

fortune. We went home that night and I

        felt scared. I had

never felt so scared in my life I

        slowly drifted off

to sleep.

        Suddenly I was

awaked by a loud thud. There were giant

        sneakers in front of

me. I looked up and saw a giant

        teenage boy. Oh my

got I thought what happened. He looked

        down at me and said,

“ look at the shrimp. I'm gonna crush

        you.” I started to

run but I couldn't get away, my god

        what do I do? I ran

down the corridor and tripped over a

        candy wrapper. Shit

here he comes I thought. I tried to

        get up and he

grabbed me. I squirmed to get away but it

        was no use. He

brought me close to his face and said “ I

        think it's the end

for you!” With that he started

        squeezing me, oh my

god why did I have to go to school. I

        pleaded with mom and

she swore I would be safe. Now I'm

        going to be crushed

to death by a 13-year-old boy.

        Suddenly the alarm

went off and I awoke in my room. I

        grabbed myself and

saw it was just a dream. Then I began

        to cry. I wept

uncontrollably, like a baby crying for his

        bottle. Well what do

I tell mom? There is no way I want to

        let the world know

who I am, then I why did I want this to

        happen in the first

place. How can I be normal my god I

        cant even lift a

foot long ruler or a pencil, there so big

        and heavy. How will

the world take me seriously, I

        thought. Well I

would find out soon enough, today was the

        day I would go to

court.

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