Right then. It's a cold night and you've been having trouble sleeping. Bunched up in your blankets, you suddenly become aware of something moving around your room. Whatever it is, it's big and shuffles back and forth in a unnatural manor. It also smells. You hold your breath as it steps toward you, and then trips over a pile of dirty clothes.
The monster hits the floor with a loud thud. If your dad was in town, it would have woke him. The monster doesn't get up.
Working up your nerve, you look over the edge of your bed. You can sense the thing breathing but it's too dark to make it out. Cautiously and silently, you reach over click on your reading lamp.
You half expected to see a bear laying on your floor, but instead you see the clear form of a woman. Piss drunk and reeking of tobacco, vodka, and cologne, but still a woman. She groans and shakes her head. You finally she her face. It's your mom.
"Mom?" you gaggle, "I-I thought you couldn't come here anymore."
"Pfff, no stupid judge can tell me what to do." she retorts. Dragging herself to her feet, you remember just how much larger she is then you. She looks down at you; admiring her progeny. "So how is my handsome little man?"
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