"Pet!? What do you mean pet, I'm your son!". Surely this couldn't be happening.
Your Mother continued to stare at you with a sinister smile on her crimson lips.
"Not anymore. You'll be leaving for college in a few weeks and I can't allow that. You are my eldest child so I knew this day would come. I've had 18 years to plan how to stop you from abandoning me".
"Abandoning you? I'm growing up and getting an education. How can you say I'm abandoning -"
"Quiet!" For the first time anger flared across your mothers face. You knew she had a temper and had experienced it a few times when you misbehaved. This didn't last long, however, and the smirk returned to her face as she towered over you.
You choose to remain silent and listen. You know that at your size your mother is in complete control.
"That's better. Now listen, pet, this is how is how things are going to be from now on...
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