My mom always took care of me.

I can't handle myself well.

I'm crippled.

I can't walk and that's why I always needed my mom to carry me around.

I smiled when she cooked me food for breakfast.

It was really yummy and delicious. Her cooking is the best. I won't ever exchange her to anyone.

When it wad time for my bath, she carried me upstairs to our bathroom.

She laid me on a bath tub and tilt the valve to pour water inside.

I played with bubbles.

She carressed my hair while she put shampoo.

And then we heard the doorbell rang.

Mom excused herself and went downstairs to fetch the visitor.

I played with my rubber ducky and let it float in the water.

And then I closed my eyes, enjoying the warm water inside the tub.

I heard footsteps that is coming inside the room. I smiled when I realized, mom had returned.

She continue to carresed my hair and lathering it softly to absorb the shampoo on my hair.

And then, I smelled something.

Like it was rotting.

Her hand went to my face.

It gave me chills.

Then I noticed her fingernails.

It was long, sharp, pointed, and dirty.

Dirt are inside her sharp fingernails.

Her hand too was dirty as if it was dipped in mud.

I realized it wasn't my mother.

But it was too late,

Because she was already drowning me in the water.

~°~

I got this idea from the movie: The Curse of La Llorona.

Shete talaga, pagtingin ko palang ng ganoong scene, it creeped me out like totally. Pero magandang movie siya, sobra.

So yun, I hope you're interested in leaving your thoughts about this story hehe.

Thanks!