The Secret of Kara Reed

The Realization

   I wake up feeling different. My legs are shorter. I feel like a different person. I'm wearing a dress. Never in life would I ever wear a dress, and why am I napping? I am not a three year old. Standing up feels different. I can barely walk.
   A woman comes in and yells at a man to come in here. She says I was taking my first steps. What is she talking about? I'm fourteen, I've already taken my first steps.
     I walk out of the room and into what looks like a bathroom. I am not able to tell because I am much shorter than the sink. Looking around, the toilet seems to be about my height.
     I move around until I reach what looks to be a staircase.
     I try to walk down it but I am immediately swept off my feet and find myself in the same woman as before's arms.
    How is it possible that she can hold me in her arms? I weigh about one hundred and thirty
six pounds.
      I can't reach the sink. I have just taken my first steps. I can be carried and I'm wearing a dress. Something tells me I'm not the same person I was ten minutes ago.