One day, Ojass found himself in a town of little people. It first started out as a normal day—he was playing with his toys in the room and having fun, pushing his toy cars around and bouncing his colorful balls around, then one of the balls rolled under his bed.
“Oh no,” Ojass said. “I hope it didn’t go too far.”
Ojass lay on the floor and stretched his hand under his bed to get the ball. He touched it with his fingers, “ah-ha!” he said and grabbed it.
Ojass took the ball from under his bed and opened his hand to look at it. It wasn’t his boy, but a tiny person wearing a red hat.
“Ahhh!” the tiny red person screamed. Ojass also screamed and dropped him.