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Chapter #9
My tiny legs can't carry me far enough, I c...
by: Unknown
The sound of the vacuum was monstrous. Debris start flying everywhere as it was being sucked right into the powerful machine. The rolling of the machine on the floor caused thunderous vibrations, which made it difficult for me to keep my footing. The Stomps of my mother's giant feet, caused even louder and more powerful vibrations, as I fell to the ground over and over. I got up, and tried to run as fast as I could, but I was overtaken by a strong gust of wind. This wind didn't Blow me, but sucked me. I try to grab onto any piece of debris, or section of carpet that I could, but it was no use as my mother rolled the powerful giant machine right over me, and I was never seen again. To my mother, I was nothing but a piece of debris that dirtied her floor. To my mother I was nothing but a crumb that was instant garbage. To my mother I was nothing but an unwanted item that she wanted removed from her home and her life permanently. I was bashed around in this dark noisy powerful tunnel, as debris larger than me pelted me and bashed around me, until I was crushed and bashed enough to my death. My mother eventually turned off the machine. And went on with her day, happy that she cleaned all that unwanted filth, including me off of her floor and out of her life for good. Even though I went missing, no one would know that I ever shrunk, and no one would know that my own mother vacuumed me up like garbage.
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