You struggle to break free of this 'sticky' situation. Wow, after a day of this you coule still make puns.
Had it only been a day? Yeah it realy was. You fall back onto the pillow and let out a long sigh. How had this happened? This wasn't possible. People didn't just shrink one morning. And...the memory of being in your sister's mouth and how disgusting it was and..."elth" you say spitting out some slime that was on your face.
How am I going to get out of here? you think to yourself. Can it get any worse?
As if answering your thoughts there was the sound of something big comeing. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...SCREECH...the sound of a door being open was heard. You could hear it. "THUMP, THUMP, THUMP"
It didn't take a genious to figure out someone was in the room but you couldn't see who right away. Twisting your head as far as you could you tried to see. Sudenly a giant loomed over you.
"MOM!" you screamed.
Your mom stood over you. She had her long brown hair held back in a messy bun, and was waearing a tight white T-shirt with WORLD'S BEST MOM, on it. The big pink words were distorted by the swell of what looked like two giant hydrogen balloons pushing out. She was humming something.
"MOM!" you try again.
She reaches down. Her giant arm covers over you and you scream. A tree trunk comes over you and was so close to touching you that you couldn't beleave you couldn't reach out. You saw the individual hairs on her arm. Then just as fast as it had happened the humungas arm pulled away.
You couldn't see what she was doing. Once the arm was clear you could see your mom's face again but she wasn't looking at you this time. Instead she was looking farther down. What was she doing? There were vibrations as something was shaking the whole platform. You tried to look down and see what was going on.
Your mom's two hands were working at the end of the matress. What was she - you saw the cloth covering lifting up - she was changing the sheets. Great, this meant she would find you. You knew it. You were saved.
You watch and feel as the sheets are being pulled out from the small - small being a realative term - matress. Your mom gave what looked like a huge yank and there was a violent shudder. The pillow started to rock and lifted up, higher and higher...too high. You watched helplessly as the pillow you were stuck to started rolling up, "no, no, no -" you pitched forward and your face was smushed into the naked plastic of the naked matress. Your eyes were piched closed and your nose was being smushed. Damn, Mom wasn't going to see you like this.
You still had hope though. And answering that home the weight ontop of you was lifted up and you were soon looking down at the crip falling farther and farther away from you. Okay, now turn me around. You thought to yourself. You could see the railing of the crib pass under you and then you were looking at the floor way way beneath you. You could see your mom's bare legs and the ends of her cacky shorts. A ways down you saw her knee and farther her red toes poked out of thick, brown sandles. (casual cloths)
You waited and saw a laundry basket. Your heart was beating rapidly and you knew something wasn't working. Why wern't you turning around. Sudenly there was shaking and you wern't being held tought to the fluffy pillow. The pillow case started giving slack and then with two shakes dred seeped into your mind. You could see what was going on in your mind, the pillow was being pulled from the case and once that was done -
You fell straght for the basket.
You hit a pile of fabric and where plunged into darkness. A tent fell over you and there was nothing. You were smothered in this cascade of cloth and you then were lost in it.
Cathy picked up her basket and walked out of the little girl's room.
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