Dang. Stuck in a salt jar.
All I wanted was to pop in and grab some salt crystals for my dinner, but the lid closed and I fell in.
Ever since my invention actually worked and I shrunk down to the size of an ant, this isn’t even the weirdest thing that’s happened. So far I’d battled a spider, fell off a mushroom and now gotten stuck in a jar.
I stood up and tried to climb out one more time. No luck.
Then I had an idea. If I tipped the jar on its side, I could probably get the lid off.
I threw myself at the side of the glass jar, mildly hurting my shoulder, but the jar did tip a little. By doing this a couple more times the jar started to fall on its side.
With a thud it fell, but then it started to roll.
”AHHHH!!” I started being tumbled around as the jar rolled down the dirt but came to a sudden stop when it hit a weed.
“Owww…” Shaking my head and sitting up, I crawled over to the lid and kicked against it, as hard as I could.
With a POP, it flew off and hit a now slightly agitated lady bug in the head.
“Sorry,” I waved. I stuffed a few crystals into my backpack and climbed out of the jar. Giving myself a little nod of approval, I headed to my shabby house made of twigs.
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