You have shrunk

You roll around feeling extremely warm, way too warm. You feel yourself sweating a lot. However to your surprise you sweated out most of your illness out. Still feeling a bit weak and a slight sore throat you try to pull your blankets off to get some more water only to realize you are surrounded by fabric. You panic a bit trying to figure out where you are or what happened. Gradually you pull yourself up and out of the fabric and see a very bright light. Crawling out of this fabric cavern you close your eyes giving them a second to adjust to the bright sunlight.

Eventually your eyes become accustomed to seeing light again after nearly 9 hours of sleep. Rubbing your eyes you see that you are in your room. The bed you are standing on seemed to be a fifty yards long. "What the hell, what happened," questioning your situation. You look behind you and see that you pillow is giant. Continuing to take in your surroundings you make your way to the edge of your bed. It was a long way down the low hanging blanket and onto the floor. Thanking your mom for not having long carpet. Now needing find help you crawl under the closed door to your room and continue on towards the stairs. You hear a loud noise coming from down the stairs only to find your mom climbing the steps. She is on the phone finishing up a conversation with her coworker.

"Alright Stacy I'll make sure everything is taken care of tomorrow, thanks for letting me know, bye," she hangs up the phone and puts it in her pocket. She is halfway up the stairs at this point as you start waving at her trying your best to get her attention. She keeps taking each step, as she gets closer you start to shake and bounce off of the ground with each impact of her foot. "MOOOOOM!" you shout attempting to make her hear you. She is at the step before reaching the top, and you are still trying to get her to notice your situation. She lifts her foot to take the last step, and you suddenly stop realizing you are about to get stepped on. You quickly dodge her car sized foot. "She'll never notice me if I don't follow her, and she moves to quick for me to follow on foot," you formulate a plan to grab her shoelace. Thankfully you are still strong enough to hold on as she keeps walking. Holding on as hard as you can your mom takes you to the door of your room.

*knock *knock "Dougy...I'm home. Come on out when you feel like it," she waits a moment waiting for a response. Met with silence she believes your are sleeping. Your mom continues back down the hall to her room.