Now a strange thing happened to me while I slept. I became a little shorter, than a little more, but I was not very short so mummy did not feel scared looking at me. The next day I did not get up for school, so mummy called up my friend Anushka. She asked Anushka's mother: ``Did Anushka go to school today?'' Her mother said no. So mummy thought it was a holiday and went out.

Thereafter some hours later I got a little shorter. Oh no! I was shorter than a mouse now. I got up and went into a mouse hole. Thank god that Mrs Mouse coming back with a piece of cheese. I ran back towards the opening I had entered from. I squeezed myself out of this small mouse hole.

As I walked out I smelt something very horrible. I held my breath and looked around. There was a fairy standing there. I quickly ran to her and asked her to make me my own size again. She smiled and zoom I was once again my real size. I walked back home where mummy was waiting for me. Mummy then told me that Divya's cake had a sprinkling of sleeping powder. And sleeping powder sometimes makes you dream impossible dreams. ``Did you have a nice dream?'' she asked me and I said ``yes, a most marvelous one''.

The story and illustration has been contributed by Devina Dalmia, 10 years.