My Shrunken Story - Part 1

I suppose I'm writing this for theraputic reasons? I'm not sure, but I guess it does help when I write. This story is about me. Well, more of a journal, really. My name is Lilly Smith and this is my story.

Being out of college and in between jobs, I had decided to took for some temporary work as a babysitter or nanny. I had been babysitting since I was in middle school, so since that work history seemed to matter more than what I currently had on my resume, I took to the internet, creating a profile on a local babysitter's website. After only a day or two, I recieved a message from a woman named Sarah. She was around my age, said she was a single mother who needed someone to help her look after her daughter. I was more than eager to pick up some work, but when she offered what was more than a generous sum for an extended period of work, I accepted immediately.
"Great!" read the message from Sarah, "If you could come over today that would be great. My address is..."

Later that afternoon , I headed to Sarah's house. Much to my surprise, the GPS lead me into a very well to do neighborhood. From my understanding, she was a single mother with a young daughter, a little older than me, but not more than a year or so. Either she made it rich quick or had a very wealthy family. Although looking back on it, I'm not sure why I should've been so surprised. The daily rate she offered me was a very good indicator! I grinned as I pulled up to her house, turning off my car.
"I could get used to a place like this." I said out loud.
Her home was beautiful. A bit smaller than the houses around, but still very lovely. It was a white, two story house. A little dated by the look of it and the rest of the neighborhood, but in impecable condition. This would be a very comfortable job.

I brushed some of my blonde hair out of my eye and behind my ear as I checked myself in the mirror. I couldn't afford to screw this up so I had to make a good first impression. Satisfied, stepped out into the cool November air and made way to the front door. Taking a deep fridged breath, I rang the doorbell. After a few moments, the door opened up and a smiling face greeted me.
"Hi, are you Lilly?" The brunette asked.
"Yes, and you must be Sarah?"
She nodded and shook my hand, inviting me inside. With this neighborhood I half expected a maid to answer the door. Sarah stood just a few inches under my height. She had a cute face and a beautiful smile. The best part was she seemed very down to Earth. From the first impression, had we gone to the same school and known eachother, we might have been friends. Little did I know we'd be getting much closer than that.

Sarah took my coat and purse and invited me to sit down in her living room.
"So, Lilly, you're looking for a long term position?" Sarah asked.
"Oh, yes, for now. I've been struggling to find a job recently and this sounds like a great opportunity." I said enthusiastically.
Almost too enthusiastically. Almost sounding fake. But Sarah didn't seem to mind, she grinned and continued.
"And you have a lot of experience?"
"Oh, yes, heh I've been doing this for awhile now." I replied.
It seemed normal at first, but I noticed Sarah's glaces seemed to be less of  a friendly conversational eye contact and more of an inspection. She seemed to be looking me up and down. Almost as if she caught herself doing it, she snapped to attention and sat up.
"Well, why don't we go up to your room." She said standing up.
"Wait, what?"
"Why don't we go up to the room." She smiled, taking my hand and leading me upstairs.
I swear that wasn't what she said the first time, but I shrugged it off. Holding my hand all the way upstairs was a little odd, but I dismissed it. I didn't want to ask too many questions, I needed this job.

Sarah lead me into a pink room at the top of the stairs. A white crib sat in the corner with a matching dresser and changing table. There were some larger dolls in the corner, along with a Barbie dollhouse and some dolls next to it. The odd thing was that it all looked like it was recently purchased. None of it was used, a lot of the doll clothes were still in their boxes. I walked over to the crib and it was empty as well.
"Um, Sarah, is your daughter not here, or..."
"Lilly," she cut me off, "I didn't exactly say daughter in my ad, I said little girl... which I suppose isn't true either, because I don't have my little girl yet- well, she's not little yet, that is."
I took a step back from her.
"Um, I don't understand." I said, feeling a bit of a chill.
She smiled as she pulled a device from her pocket. It looked like a very small remote.
"Well, sweetie, this is all for you, depending on how small I want you." She said, biting her lower lip, "you're going to make a great Barbie, but I think we should take it slow."
She pressed a button and a wave of warmth struck my body.
"No!" I cried out, pushing past her and into the hallway.
I had to get my phone, call 911, but I was getting dizzy. Stumbling down the hall, I saw everything around me grow bigger and bigger. A feeling of nausia swept over me as my whole body tingled, all the while the ceiling and walls grew farther apart. Out of desparation, I grabbed a door handle, at eye level and twisted it open, slamming the door shut behind me. The room grew a little more then stopped. The nausia had subsided but I was still feeling foggy. I looked around at the room. It must have been Sarah's room. I felt intact, my clothes were still there, but I couldn't have been any bigger than a toddler!

Just outside the door, heavy footsteps fell and stifled giggled could be heard. Quickly, I dove under her bed and covered my mouth. The door creaked open and I could see Sara's legs from under the bed.
"Oh Lilly" She called out sweetly.
My stomach dropped. I had to get to a phone, get outside, call for help, something!
"Oh come on out, Lilly. I know you came in here."
The feet passed beyond what I could see. I didn't want to turn around, I didn't want to make a sound of any kind. Behind me the sound of the closet door being opened could be heard. A few items moved around here or there. My heart pounded. I felt like I was shaking uncontrollably. I mean, people can't really shrink, can they? How was this possible? I snapped out of my thinking and listened. I didn't hear a sound. The door was still open, had she left? Slowly, I started to crawl out towards the door opening.

Suddenly, her face appeared, upside down looking under the bed right in front of me!
"Boo!" she shouted with a grin.
"Nooo!!!" I screamed as I turned around to crawl away.
A giant hand wrapped around my calf and started to pull me out the other way.
"No, please! Let me go!!!" I cried to deaf ears as I was pulled out of my hiding spot...