Chapter 2

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3-4... I hopped on wattpad and searched up tips/guides for age regressors. I read whole books in the span of 2 hours. This was interesting. It's a form of coping mechanisms hm? 

How to regress: IDK 

well thanks alot bitch. I'm never up for a challnege but lets try it I guess. I put on one of my faviourite shows when I was a kid, Doc mc stuffins and lalalopsys. I set my laptop to auto play and got out a colouring book and set out some acivites. 

Apparently baby talk tricks your mind into thinking your young this feels kinda stupid but..

'which on' shwould I chwose..'

This felt kind of comfortable

I began colouring and laughing along to lamby and stuffy. Not long after I was very sleepy. I tried getting out an oufit to sleep in but they where to big on me. I clambered into bed sucking my thumb holding my cat stuffy.

In the morning I groggliy rubbed my eyes and looked around my room. There was toys everywhere clothes on the floor and penicls scattered around. I think I succsesfully 'regressed' last night. it was actaully relaxing.

Finally it was Friday an inset day so I don't have to go to school meaning I can reaserch more about this.

I cleaned up my room putting stuffed toys into my drawrers when one of them looked at me and said, 'Please don't make us go back in there we want to be free' What. The. Fuck. I grabbed a bunch of them and placed them on my bed in a row. All of a sudden their names came back to me.. Lala, Zuzu, Pera and Big Tiny. 

I felt my eyes stinging and I leaned forward to give them a hug. All these meomries rushed at me violently focing me to regress, again.

'Mwe sworry..'

I grabbed Big Tiny and asked if he wanted to play with me. He said yes and we were soaring through the painted skies drifting through clouds together. A sudden bang at my door and a concerned voice greeted me.

'Bea, Beatrice open the door'

I felt myself slip back into my age.. Who was at the door?

'open the door right now you better not be doing what I think your doing.'

It was Kayla. If she saw me like this she would freak. Completly freak. Worse than when I came out to her as a lesbian, I mean she was happy then beacuse she was also a lesbian but still.

'Mwe- Me coming' I stutted

'I mean I'm coming'

I opened the door and there she was out of breath from running all the way to my house past my siblings jumping up and down on the stairs. She sat on my bed and started at me for a while.'I was scared you'd done something..' She muttered

'It's fine I would never. Anyways what did you come to tell me about?' 

'Well I saw this thing on um.. Quotev about some sort of coping mechanism. I know it sounds weird but-'

'Was it something caled 'Age regression'?'

'Yeah but it's fine if you don't wanna try it. I mean I thought of your sitution' she said glancing at my covered arms 

'And I thought it might be worth a shot'

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