Sally pouted a bit more. No one ever wanted to play with her around here. It was so unfair. She wished she had a lot of people here who wanted to spend time with her.
Jon suddenly felt weird, as if he was about to sneeze...but it wasn't that. It was similar to the involuntary closing of his eyes as the result of the stone. But the stone was nowhere in sight.
When he opened them, there was a teenage girl he had never seen before standing there. Except ... there was something oddly familiar about her. She was dressed as any typical teenage girl - a T-shirt, tight jeans.
"What?" the girl asked, looking down at herself. "What happened to me? I have...and..." She looked down at Jon. "Who are you?" she demanded.
"Who am I? I'm Jon," he said. His eyes went wide. He knew there was something odd about his voice. It sounded high-pitched, like a little kids. He slowly looked down at himself and that's when he noticed how small he was. What had happened?
"Jon? You can't be. You're little." the teenage girl said.
"What do you ..." Sudden realization came to him. "Sally?"
"You're so tiny," she said. "I bet I could pick you up."
Jon backed away slowly.
