I always thought of myself as tall, a normal-sized student who wasnt afraid of anything. Even though I was only a ¼ of an inch in size, sometimes it had its perks. The day I found out that I wasnt the same as any of the other students or teachers at my school was when I walked into my gym teachers office, inquiring about a certain issue regarding another students behaviour. Once I stepped foot inside, I heard a loud THUD reverberate behind me, approaching very quickly. I turned around to see a massive red-white striped Adidas shoe slam down on top of me. I cowered and screamed as the weight of my gym teachers foot hid me from sight. For a moment, I thought I was a goner, but when I opened my eyes, I saw the luminescent glow of the underside of his shoe. On either side of me, was the thick wedged treads bearing down into the floor. However, I was stuck between two wedges that kept a firm grip from me slipping out. My gym teacher pivoted on his heel, causing a skid mark on the floor as he walked to his desk. Every rising motion met with a thundering slam as he bore all his weight down on those giant structures.
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