AnotherMother

You are moving house. You live with your mother, but she is always working, and sometimes your beautiful grandmother visits. You’re used to being alone. After the move your mother has to go on a work trip over the mountains, and your grandma can’t come because of her health — so you must live alone for even longer. But it is ok because you are all ready enought age to live alone.

A few minutes after your mother left, you set up decoration. A few moment later, you see a tiny door. Strangely, you are really interested in it. You look for a key and open the door, but there is only a wall. You’re disappointed.

A day passes. You take a bath, eat a cup of noodles, and are about to sleep when you see a strange mouse at your room door. You go to get it and it runs away. You chase it, but it runs over the tiny door. You are surprised. You open the door and see a way to somewhere. Without thinking, you cross it.

You walk for a while and then come back — to the same house, but everything is different. You hear your mother’s voice and see her, but she looks strange. She looks at you.

You say, “What the hell are you? Why are your eyes—bu..bt..bt?”

She says, containing the word, “Bu..bt..bt—Button! This is normal in this world, sweetheart.”

You say, “This world?” surprised.

(This is the world of another — none of them are human. You’re valuable because you’re the only human here. But not for long: after the full moon, you’ll become one of them. They will replace your eyes with buttons. That mean you are not belong to the rally world other mean you die.)

She said, “Come on, my sweetheart, dinner is ready. You must be hungry, right?”

I took a seat and ate. The food was delicious. While I ate I asked, “Who are you?”

She explained, “I am your mother from another world. You are my most valuable one in this world. You can be, do, and have everything you want.”