You should probably find some cloths.

The stuff you picked out when you woke was way too big. You had always been small, but you probably weigh less than 100 lbs now. You empty a couple of bags. The cloths inside, predictably are all too large.

How did this stuff even get in here? Your mind is going a thousand miles an hour, but you can't seem to make heads or tails of anything at all.

You remember that your parents were always all over you sister, Victoria, to get her old stuff out of the attic.

Racing naked across the house felt kind of fun. You took the attic steps two at a time. You were starting to feel like your old self again, well better than your old self actually. You needed to focus though.