When he woke up, he got out of bed and everything around him seemed smaller. When his dad called him to breakfast, Peter was eye-to-eye with him when usualy he was shorter. That day was strange. He felt stronger. A bee whizzed by him and he swatted it away. It flew back to sting him and he crushed it in his hand.
Every night after that that he went to bed near the plant, he grew just a little bit bigger. One day his dad said he could go back to school the next day, but Peter wasn’t big enough yet. He didn’t want to be scared of anyone when he went back to school. He wanted them to be scared of him. But he was tired of waiting, of only growing a little bit every night. Peter went to his room, tore the plant out of the pot, and crushed it with a stone. A strange, orange liquid came out of the stem that Peter had never seen before. This must be what is making me grow, he thought, and drank it, but nothing happened. Disappointed, Peter went to bed, wishing he didn’t have to wake up the next day.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was taller than the door frame to his room. He was taller than the ceiling- he had to duck down when he stood up! The plant had made him bigger and stronger! But just like the plant was very reactive to touch, Peter became reactive to EVERYTHING. He touched a grasshopper on his windowsill, and it fell over and stopped moving. His hands were glowing a weird orange glow. He went to school, and he touched one of the kids that used to be mean to him. He fell over and got really sick. Everyone else backed away. They were afraid of him. Peter liked that. He didn’t have to follow the rules anymore. He touched the teacher, and they got so sick their face turned red. No one else messed with him after that, so he left the school. He decided to go for a walk, swatting at bees and watching them fall.
Soon, some people got angry with him. They did not like that he was making people sick and hurt, but they didn’t know how to make him stop because he was so big now. They decided to trap him in a cage, where he couldn’t hurt anyone.
Now, you don’t see Peter around very much. He is very reactive- anything that flies into his cage, he touches and watches it fall. He is still big and strong, but it doesn’t help him in his cage. No one is afraid of him anymore because they know to be careful around him.