You yawn and stretch as you wake up in your tiny bed, nestled in a corner of a shelf in the living room, in a tiny wooden house. To your mom and sisters it was just a couple inches big, but to you, at 1mm tall, it was like a mansion.

As you rub the sleep out of your eyes, you can already hear the bustle of your family's morning routine. You step out on the balcony of your mini house. Your mom, Lauren, is already up and moving around, preparing breakfast, her giant footsteps lightly shaking your shelf. Your older sister, Nikki, is snoring on the couch, probably hungover from whatever party she was at last night. You can hear your younger sister Becky showering down the hall.

What do you have to do today?