June 8, 2022
My stomach was growling as I headed to the kitchen for breakfast. Much to my relief, a box of cereal had been left on the table for me – something that my mother would always leave behind before she goes to work so that I would never go hungry in a beautiful Friday morning. As I shook the breakfast cereal from the box, out tumbles a small, red envelope with the words ‘Open me now!’ stamped on it. Without reading further, I gorged myself with a mouthful of cereal, which taste peculiar but with a mixed flavour of cherry tart, custard and pineapple. I continued reading the letter in the envelope, of which had very tiny words. After swallowing the mouthful of cereal, I started shrinking. Smaller and smaller I was until I found myself holding on to the letter with the heading “Instructions to Brew an Instant Growing Up Potion” before falling into the bowl of cereal. I was less than two inches tall, about the size of two cereals in the bowl. Little did I notice that it was no ordinary cereal that I used to have every morning.
“1. Get some clothing, you’re naked.”
I instantaneously remembered that I was not wearing anything as my clothes fell on to the ground when I shrunk. A sudden gust of wind set me shivering as I ran as fast as my tiny legs could carry me to the kitchen cloth. Cautiously, I tore a little piece of it to cover myself, not thinking of the consequences when my mother found out that her favourite cloth had been torn. Anyway, she would not have realised as it was less than the size of her fingernail. At that moment, I was still carrying the list of instructions on my hand, pondering quizzically why I had met with this encounter but at the same time hoping to get my original size back before my parents come home.
“2. To brew a potion, first gather a few peanuts.”
The world always looks bigger when we get smaller. A single storey house that is merely 1000 square feet that I used compare with other huge mansions seemed gigantic to me now. Running towards the garden, I heard a loud clicking noise and suddenly felt something long and hairy seized me around the middle and lifted me off the ground, so that I was hanging upside down. Struggling, terrified, I saw that what had hold of me was marching on six immensely long, hairy legs, the front two clutching me tightly below a pair of shining black pincers. It was the spiders that I hated all my life and their lives not spared whenever I see them. Yet, since I had shrunken, I was now within their custody, helpless and ready to sob at any moment. At times, I truly hoped that I had not been so mean towards this little creature, of which was the same size as me now. Gathering all the strength I had, I gave a mighty blow on the spider’s eyes with the letter on my hand. Unlike the usual scene where the spider would be smashed like a pancake, this time it just got dizzy and let go of me. I ordered my legs like a commander and bolted towards the garden. Out there, I had to avoid all the other insects like ants, millipedes and earthworm as I tried to find my way to the peanut plant or risk my life being taken. Fortunately, I completed the task of looking for a few peanuts for my potion.
“1. Get some clothing, you’re naked.”
I instantaneously remembered that I was not wearing anything as my clothes fell on to the ground when I shrunk. A sudden gust of wind set me shivering as I ran as fast as my tiny legs could carry me to the kitchen cloth. Cautiously, I tore a little piece of it to cover myself, not thinking of the consequences when my mother found out that her favourite cloth had been torn. Anyway, she would not have realised as it was less than the size of her fingernail. At that moment, I was still carrying the list of instructions on my hand, pondering quizzically why I had met with this encounter but at the same time hoping to get my original size back before my parents come home.
“2. To brew a potion, first gather a few peanuts.”
The world always looks bigger when we get smaller. A single storey house that is merely 1000 square feet that I used compare with other huge mansions seemed gigantic to me now. Running towards the garden, I heard a loud clicking noise and suddenly felt something long and hairy seized me around the middle and lifted me off the ground, so that I was hanging upside down. Struggling, terrified, I saw that what had hold of me was marching on six immensely long, hairy legs, the front two clutching me tightly below a pair of shining black pincers. It was the spiders that I hated all my life and their lives not spared whenever I see them. Yet, since I had shrunken, I was now within their custody, helpless and ready to sob at any moment. At times, I truly hoped that I had not been so mean towards this little creature, of which was the same size as me now. Gathering all the strength I had, I gave a mighty blow on the spider’s eyes with the letter on my hand. Unlike the usual scene where the spider would be smashed like a pancake, this time it just got dizzy and let go of me. I ordered my legs like a commander and bolted towards the garden. Out there, I had to avoid all the other insects like ants, millipedes and earthworm as I tried to find my way to the peanut plant or risk my life being taken. Fortunately, I completed the task of looking for a few peanuts for my potion.
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“3. Pluck a whisker from Tom the cat.”
Having a peanut for lunch will definitely not fill my stomach if I were larger, but at this size, a peanut was more like a buffet spread to me. My next instruction was rather outrageous, taking into consideration my infinitesimal size. My cat, Tom was sleeping soundly at the entrance my house. Stealthily, I scurried to the side of the cat and climbed onto it. The cat wiggled a little but showed no sign of movements after that. I scavenged through the forest of cat fur to its head. Upon arrival, I hung myself onto one of its whisker and used my weight as a force to pull it down from its face. It must have hurt so much that the cat, with a thunderous meow immediately aroused from its comatose state, eyes scanning every single angle of its surroundings to look for its attacker. I dashed toward the door with the whisker, peanut and envelope. I did not manage to run fast with so many things to bring along but made it just in the nick of time to enter the house. Thankfully, I have taught my cat well to not enter the house.
“4. Go to the kitchen and get some vinegar.”
I was panting as I continued my journey to seek for ingredients for my magic potion. It was a circular crystalline bottle that is twice my height. Out of desperation to get the vinegar, I held a small container on one side and a penknife on the other. Without much hesitation, I broke the bottle to allow some vinegar to fill the container. Mission accomplished but with lots of mess to clean up.
Having a peanut for lunch will definitely not fill my stomach if I were larger, but at this size, a peanut was more like a buffet spread to me. My next instruction was rather outrageous, taking into consideration my infinitesimal size. My cat, Tom was sleeping soundly at the entrance my house. Stealthily, I scurried to the side of the cat and climbed onto it. The cat wiggled a little but showed no sign of movements after that. I scavenged through the forest of cat fur to its head. Upon arrival, I hung myself onto one of its whisker and used my weight as a force to pull it down from its face. It must have hurt so much that the cat, with a thunderous meow immediately aroused from its comatose state, eyes scanning every single angle of its surroundings to look for its attacker. I dashed toward the door with the whisker, peanut and envelope. I did not manage to run fast with so many things to bring along but made it just in the nick of time to enter the house. Thankfully, I have taught my cat well to not enter the house.
“4. Go to the kitchen and get some vinegar.”
I was panting as I continued my journey to seek for ingredients for my magic potion. It was a circular crystalline bottle that is twice my height. Out of desperation to get the vinegar, I held a small container on one side and a penknife on the other. Without much hesitation, I broke the bottle to allow some vinegar to fill the container. Mission accomplished but with lots of mess to clean up.
“5. Mix the peanut, cat whisker, magic cereal you ate this morning and the red envelope as well as this letter with the vinegar and submerge yourself into the potion.”
As awful as it sounded, I had no choice but to adhere to it. A puff of smoke came out from the “magic potion”. This was the only information I could trust to regain my actual size or I would rather die than to live with this size. I dived into the magic potion and held my breath as the breath-hold breakpoint arrived. My lungs forced out their spent contents, collapsing in eager preparation to inhale. Like a person no longer able to hold his hand to a burning stove, I gave myself over to fate. My lips parted and lungs expanded, then the liquid came pouring in. The liquid burned as it poured into my lungs. The pain shot upwards into my skull and I felt like my head was being crushed in a vice. My bones were crashing towards my flesh, growing bigger and bigger until the glass of magic potion broke. Soon, I found myself on the table. Mess all over the place.
It was 5:00 p.m., right before nightfall, I cleaned the table and threw the broken bottle of vinegar away. The mysterious box of cereal that I had this morning was nowhere to be found. The red envelope and letter had also dissolved in the potion. Everything seemed normal except for my cat with one lost whisker and the torn piece of kitchen cloth. My parents came home that day but I did not tell them anything about the envelope as they will never believe me. Anyway, anyone who believed me would be insane. I am going crazy too.
As awful as it sounded, I had no choice but to adhere to it. A puff of smoke came out from the “magic potion”. This was the only information I could trust to regain my actual size or I would rather die than to live with this size. I dived into the magic potion and held my breath as the breath-hold breakpoint arrived. My lungs forced out their spent contents, collapsing in eager preparation to inhale. Like a person no longer able to hold his hand to a burning stove, I gave myself over to fate. My lips parted and lungs expanded, then the liquid came pouring in. The liquid burned as it poured into my lungs. The pain shot upwards into my skull and I felt like my head was being crushed in a vice. My bones were crashing towards my flesh, growing bigger and bigger until the glass of magic potion broke. Soon, I found myself on the table. Mess all over the place.
It was 5:00 p.m., right before nightfall, I cleaned the table and threw the broken bottle of vinegar away. The mysterious box of cereal that I had this morning was nowhere to be found. The red envelope and letter had also dissolved in the potion. Everything seemed normal except for my cat with one lost whisker and the torn piece of kitchen cloth. My parents came home that day but I did not tell them anything about the envelope as they will never believe me. Anyway, anyone who believed me would be insane. I am going crazy too.
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