Giant on the Wall

Scrambling across the dark living room sofa, I landed with both boots square on the squishy red power button of the remote. Click! Across the room, the television flared awake, blasting a wide beam of cool electric light right through the dimness. I glanced behind me and froze—my shadow was thrown across the far wall, towering all the way up to the ceiling! Naturally, I hoisted my taped bat onto my shoulder, cocked one hip, and threw up a dramatic flex. Seeing a ten-foot-tall version of me copy every twitch of my pigtails was downright thrilling. Prime time officially belongs to me!