My name is Conrad they called me Tiny for good reason
because I was,born in the United States I was moved to
another country do not ask me where my mother never
told me,but in her view it was the second richest country
in the world,it had everything transportation,entertainment
like most countries had,but the cities were not so populat-
ed because people were spread out .

My house was situated away from any city for my mom's
fear something might happened to me, I was called Tiny
Conrad for a reason I was no bigger then a thumb . Not so
much bigger then Tiny Tim or Tom was ,but my size didn't
bother me but my mother's paranoid about my safety did.

But one day we need food and she had to go to the local
store to get it, she forgot about my size and left me alone,
that part wasn't so bad I could handle myself . What had in
fact happened next did though .

She would usually leave something for me too go too the
bathroom when I was alone,this time she forgot . This time
I had to climb the toilet to go and being a woman my mother
left the seat up ,unknown to me of course.

But I had to go.

Climbing up on the toilet was hard enough but sitting down to
go was worse suddenly I  slipped somehow as I fell into the
toilet it flushed itself my mother probably set that up too make
it easier for me . Boy that felt embarrassing being flushed like
that,glad no one else was around .

Down I went,through the pipes not knowing where I be when I
finally would stop, hopefully not a bad place especially for a tiny
person like me, Tiny Conrad . That was one of my adventures .

But where was I going ?

end one shot idea .