That was close

You quickly drop on the step and roll over. Spencer's giant foot steps right by your head. You jump up and quickly grab onto his pants and hang on. Spencer finaly gets to the bottom of the stairs and stops. He turns his head and looks at a miror. You get off of his pants start to run for the front door. You don't realize it but Spencer had saw you in the miror and now was getting madder by the second. You get close to the door when you feel rumbling. Youn look back and see Spencer running towards you. He dives for you. You just squeeze under the front door. You hear a thud. Then a few bad words and the door open. You run as fast as you can. You get to the street and stop. You look back and see Spencer running towards you. You, without thinking, run into the street into oncoming traffic. Spencer stops and waits for the traffic to go by. You reach your house and get into the front door. You run to the stairs. You stop. You are not tall enough to jump and climb the stairs. You stand there wondering how you will do this. Then the door opens. It is Spencer. You hide. Spencer starts to go towards the stairs. He starts heading up them. You grab onto his pants again and ride up the stairs. When you get up there Spencer turns to the room with the potions. He stops and you jump off. You make a loud thud. You quickly run towards the book of spells. The book luckly had the page turned to the spell to make you the normal size you were. You get over there and turn to see if Spencer has left the room. When you trun you see him looking straight at you. You turn and try to read as fast as you can. You find the spell. You read it off quickly. Nothing happened. You turn around to see where Spencer was. He was no where now. You look confussed. You turn to the book. You see feet. You look up and see Spencer. His eyes were blood shot. Spencer lifts his foot. You can't move. You are transfixed on Spencer. You realize what he was doing but it was to late to run. His giant size 11 stomps down on you. He twists his foot and crushes you like you were a cigerate bud....

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