Secrets

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----- = Pov Switch

===== = Time Skip


May 25th, 2020

Well, today was just as uneventful as ever. Despite this, me and my freinds

"How the hell do I always mess that up?" I scribbled it out.

Despite this, me and my FRIENDS decided to go out and get some of the chocolate I left on my desk. Although it took awhile, it seems chocolate is much better when it's big.

I go on writing for a while about the day and the few things that happened during it. Although, it might be confusing to anyone but myself when reading it. Let me explain:

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A few months ago, I went to bed, normal as ever. Despite this, I had a weird tingling sensation as I drifted into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found my bed to be bigger than a city block. Or, rather, I was small enough to make it seem that way. I spend a good portion of the day trying to figure out what the hell happened. And then, I just kinda poofed back into my normal size. That was the start of my misadventures.

The next day, I did a few experiments. It seemed as though it was just kinda there. it was like moving your hand but required a bit of extra effort. That was when I found the small hole to the side of my bedroom. It was a small mouse hole, at least that's what I thought it was, which was no bigger than two inches. It might have a stupid decision but I decided to explore it. Well, I armed myself. I brought my pocket knife for defense, my rucksack I had for that one time I went camping, and a heavy winter vest. Why the vest? If there were mice, it might provide a bit of defense against bites. Thinking about it now, I don't think it would have worked. Oh, and if you're wondering how it shrunk down with me or how I knew it would: don't. I don't know either.

After a bit of exploration, I came across something crazy: A small tribe of small people living in my walls. It threw me for a loop, to say the least. It was also kind of odd to hear them say things like: "How did you hide from the human in broad daylight?" and "What were you thinking, you could have been caught by Lukas!" Which was me, if hadn't said it before.

I, Lukas Everstonn, was a big ass beast (at least in comparison).

And that was odd to think about.

After the shock of a new guy coming in, they asked for my name, which, if not obvious, I couldn't use. So I used an awesome name I heard once: Leon. I mean, it's better than Lukas, right? C'mon, admit you like it.

After introductions, I sneaked my way into their society. I also learned a few thinks:

1. They are borrowers: Little people who live in our houses and 'borrow' things that us humans won't miss like crumbs of food or paperclips.

2. The tallest one of them has been in their tribe was one and a half inches tall. I was currently one and a fifth inches tall.

3. Due to their size, they live in tribes and support each other like a family.

And one that I discovered on my own: They are like humans, but smaller.

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So yeah, I'm a human by day and a borrower by night. Or something like that...

Sighing, I close my journal and tuck it into the bottom drawer of my desk before checking checking the time. 7:15. Perfect. I get up out of my chair before walking to my bedroom door and exiting. Looking around, all I see is my old man sitting at the reclining chair while watch something or other on the TV.

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