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I gently breathe as I lie there half asleep on my warm bed, it had been a long day. I get a text from my mom telling me to go to her room to help her with something. Letting out a huge sigh, I get up and walk to my mom's room. I open the door to see my mom curled in a ball staring at me as she slowly rocks back and forth. Receiving a tap on the shoulder, I look to see who it is. My mother is standing behind me. "Don't go in there, she wants to kill you"

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