The Giantess of Atlanta: Nia's Reign of Terror

It was a beautiful day in my neighborhood. The birds were singing and the children were playing. I sat on my porch enjoying the sun and drinking some sweet tea. All of the sudden, two little boys were running down the street. They kept running until they reached the end of my block and turned onto the next one.

I recognized those boys. They lived in the house at the end of the block, but their mother had just moved them to Atlanta last month. I wonder why they came back to town so soon? Maybe they are staying with their grandparents for a while.

I watched them play as they ran up and down my street. One of them tossed a football and it landed close to me in my front yard. I walked over and picked it up, throwing it back to him as he ran towards me. The other boy followed behind his friend and ran into me from behind as he tried to catch up to his friend.

"Excuse me," said a tiny voice behind me.

I looked down at where I had been standing and saw three very small boys huddled together in a pile on the ground looking back at me with terrified looks on their faces. "Oh why hello there!" I said cheerfully as I bent down to talk to them. "What are your names?"

"Ummm... well... that's... that's..." stuttered one of the little boys before they all started talking at once, trying to tell me their names at once. "Shut up!" yelled one of them, interrupting his friends and getting an angry look on his face.

He sighed heavily, "Well my name is Jordan." He pointed towards the brown-haired boy on his left, "That's Devon." He then pointed towards the blonde-haired boy on his right, "And that's Travis."

"My my! You're such handsome young men!" I exclaimed as I stood back up from them standing tall over them like a statue towering above them.

"But how did you get so big?" asked Travis as he stared up at me with wide eyes full of fear.

"Why would you ask such an odd question?" I asked confused by his question, but smiling down brightly at him anyway. "It's not like we've ever seen each other before."

Jordan suddenly started babbling nervously, "We have this class project where we have to interview someone who has something different about themselves than everyone else around them."

"We thought you might be our teacher so we could interview her," said Devon sheepishly, "but she lives way out in the country now and won't let us ride our bikes out there anymore because she doesn't want us to get hurt or anything."

"So here we are interviewing you instead," finished Travis proudly after speaking as loudly as possible over his friends' voices again as he glared at them angrily again when they interrupted him rudely again.

They were such polite young gentlemen! I had never met children like these before! It was sure nice having kids around again after losing my husband last year! Now if only these adorable little angels would get lost again so I could see them again sometime!

I talked with those cute little boys for several hours until their mothers showed up looking for them and got in touch with their school immediately when they found out what happened. Those poor little dears must have gotten scared when they saw how big my house was and accidentally wandered off while they were exploring it! They must have been walking all over it without even knowing it! What terrible luck for all those poor boys! What rotten luck for all those poor teachers who had to put up with those rude little monsters! Well, maybe not all of those poor teachers... but most of them for sure!