Well, there is no way I'll be able to reach her at the bathroom in time. It's so far away, unless she took a really long bath, there is no way I'd get to her in time. And getting on the bed? It's so high, it seems like an impossible climb. There just isn't a feasibly, realistic way to get help and I feel completely hopeless. Then I see it, my mom's purse tipped over next to her bed.
I make the journey to the purse and after several minutes, I am at its opening. It looked like a large cave dwelling that could fit a city. A lipstick tube in there is the size of a sky scraper to me. I walk through the various clutter and trash to get deep in the back.
My mom uses her purse for everything, I just have to wait. If anything she will definitely use it when she goes to work. I think she has work tomorrow. After several long minutes of silence, I drift into a sleep in the dark enclosure.
The world tips over sideways and I go into a free fall! Gigantic clutter falls around me. A tampon packet almost lands on me to crush me flat. I look up and through various objects I make out the light of the purse's opening high above. It looks significantly brighter than before I slept, it must be morning time. After the eventful tip over, several minutes pass with no real action besides what I think are my mom's footfalls as she gets ready to leave. I catch very brief glimpses of her when she walks near the purse, her body so high above, I can't even make out her face or what she's wearing. Probably an hour of this goes by until I catch her gigantic hand reaching towards the opening at first but then misses to go to the side giving me only a view of her powerful arm. Her hand then comes back into view, holding the purse's straps. G-Forces push my body downwards and more clutter falls around me as my mom lifts up the purse and all I can do is watch the ceiling move. The white ceiling becomes blue sky as she walks out the house and off the porch to the outdoors. But that sky then becomes the interior of the car, the roar of the engine nearly deafening. The car is on the move and after half an hour, the car engine stops and Mom grabs the purse again starting another walk.
The blue sky becomes a white ceiling again. The sound of various voices at once echo to create a loud environment. The feeling of weightlessness occurs as my mom sets down the purse but it accidentally tips over again giving me a chance to escape! I run out the purse to see I am at...
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