She's about to land straight on top of you. Without hesitation, you make a run for it. It was the only way. Waking her up might work, but you know you won't be heard in time, if at all. Summoning all you energy, you dash across the bed, which was like running the length of a football field. You laugh in relief as your mother finishes her death roll with you safely out of her way.
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