Your mom walked into your room, except your mother was now titanic. She towered above you, you looked all the way up and you could vaguely see her scan your room, probably looking for you.
"Davey? Are you in here?" Your mom walked into your room, walking over you and across your room. You dodged her gigantic, long, smelly toes as she dug them into the soft carpet. " I guess he went over to a friend's or something..." you heard your mom say to herself.
She was beginning to leave, and you didn't want to get left behind so you run towards your mom's colossal toes and leach onto her. You hung onto her toe with all your strength until you felt your mom lift her foot up, she rested her feet on her bed and you slid down the top of her foot and down onto her ankle.
Now what?
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