My name is Tom, I'm 12 years old and I live in a quiet town located in some Brazilian state. My father is an immigrant from the United States who came here with the goal of living in a place with a tropical climate and beautiful beaches while my mother is a native of Brazil and someone very special, so to speak.
Not only because she is super protective, but also because she is a giant! Helena Serra, that's my mom. She is 40 years old and an incredible 75 meters tall, and the most amazing thing is that she keeps growing. And if that wasn't enough, she is an overprotective mother, to the point of intimidating several children and giant women by just raising her voice to me when I do something wrong, making me quite embarrassed at those moments, but other than that she is a great mother, just very exaggerated in her protection....
On another normal day, Tom was sleeping in his room, until he woke up with a powerful tremor coming into his room, making him fall off his bed. And when he opened his eyes, he was faced with the huge face of his mother, who was smiling at him, where she had picked him up from the floor before he even opened his eyes.
"Tom, did you hurt yourself?! Did mommy hurt you coming here?!"
Helena asked worriedly as she cradled her son in the palm of her right hand, looking at him like he was a baby. It made Tom a little frustrated, of course it wasn't his mother's fault that he was so big, but whenever he was around his overprotective mother, he felt like an ant, getting smaller and smaller....
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