The alarm next to the bed began to beep. Making an annoyed noise, Sally stirred and hit the button to turn it off.
She swung her feet out of bed and froze, eyes going wide. "I'm...big?" She said in shock. Rushing to the mirror, she saw something surprising there. There was a big girl staring back at her in the mirror. A teenager, maybe sixteen or seventeen, wearing a more mature version of the pink nightgown she'd gone to bed with.
"I'm really pretty too," Sally said, spinning around to get a look at herself. She looked like a younger version of her mother. "This is so...cool," she said.
After the initial surprise wore off, she realized she had no idea what she was supposed to do about aging a decade in her sleep, cool as it was. She needed to talk to her aunt.
