Your "rooms" door opened revealing the endless figure of your Mom. "Hey there baby, can you do something for me?" Mom whispered to your barely awake self. Looking up at your Mom you rudely say "What is it?" Through the use of an unnecessary hearing aid your Mom was able to hear you and began explaining.
"Well you see... I lost some jewelry underneath the kitchen stove and it should be something you can pick up. Can you get it for me?" Moms eyes had an innocent look to them, a look that said she wanted you to do this but was worried about what could happen.
These eyes always won you over and this time is no exception. "Fine I'll do it!" You say in an annoyed tone. Whipping out her handy tweasers Mom gently lifted you up by a leg and placed you on her palm, actually between a wrinkle in her skin that might as well have been a canyon to you.
"Nothing like a canyon sized wrinkle to make you feel small" You joke with a hint of sarcasm in your voice, a joke which your Mom laughed at. Arriving in the kitchen Mom used her tweasers once again and placed you as close as possible to the stove.
Wearing a bored expression you step underneath the stove and begin searching for this lost jewelry
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