"Hey Milo! Wake up!" Eliza said softly trying to wake up her young minded son. Milo rubbed his tired eyes and opened them to find his mom warmly smiling to the side of him. "Mommy, why are u waking me so early?" Said Milo tiredly. "I'm going to work today. I need to make enough money so we can eat," Eliza said fairly. "No don't go mommy!!! Stay!!!" Milo whined. "I have to or we might lose about house!" She snapped. "Please don't mommy!" Milo said crying. "I'm leaving and you know what you can and can't do. I love you!" She said while closing the door to the dark room. She then walked down the stairs of the small city home and walked out the door on the way to work. Milo is now alone in the house. From there, he fades away.
At 8:30, Eliza comes home to find Milo "sleeping." She tip toes in the room full of baseball posters and blue paint and leans in to give her son a kiss. Something made her stop and hesitate. Something isn't right Eliza thought. She shook away her suspicions and kissed her son on his cold, lifeless forehead. She took off all his covers panicking and try to find warmth radiating of his body. His cold lifeless body layed on his bed sheets. She froze and her overwhelming fear has been confirmed. She started crying and then leaned over the side of Milo's bed to say sorry. "Why does it have to end this way? Take my life! Give me my son back! I'm.... So.... Sorry..." She sobbed by her 13 year old son. Or so she thought...
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Mystery / ThrillerA mothers love for her child means everything to Eliza Smith. Eliza loves her son with all her heart. The people around her don't believe her love and trust for her only son or is it her?
