"Knock knock."

The sounds of knocking was faint at first so she tried to ignore it. Zzz...

"Knock knock knock."

She stirred in her cozy bed made of hay and sticks. No one has come around her neck of the woods for a long time. A reeeeally long time. She doesn't really know how long, but neither does she care... zzz...

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK."

She grunted and turned over her pillow which rustled loudly as she moved. And she really doesn't need any visitors right now, especially just when her dream was getting to the good part... She was getting to bite into a really juicy plump leg of a...

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!"

She shot up in her bed, "OWW!!"

She felt a sharp pain on the top of her head. "Fiddledrumpleskins!!!"

Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain. Since when did the ceiling become so low?

"KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!"

She turned to follow the offensive sound. It was a tiny wooden door right next to her bed. Funny, she didn't remember it being so small. She looked around the room. Why has everything shrunk? Is this my room or...?

"Hello???"

Someone must be at the other side of the door. Someone tiny. She knelt down on her knees and peeked through the keyhole. Why, it's a human. A small human boy.

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