I wander around the woods after school. I hear rustling, hoping but I knew it wasn't likely that it wood be a Giant.
When I made it to my home I looked around the floor and tried to find Borrowers with no luck.
My classmates at school often bullied me, but I don't care much anymore. Even if they aren't real, I hope my giant or tiny friends would be there for me.
I don't know when I'll see one, but I hope soon.
Author's Note: Would you rather be . . .
Human
Borrower
Giant
P.S. Should I make it so the Protagonist actually meets a Giant and/or Tiny?
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G/T Short Stories
Short StoryShort stories where you are a Giant, or Tiny (not really roleplay). Requests are always open.
