I was in my old house and I go into our bathroom, and my mom is in there washing something..so I look and its like a lil person..about 2inches in height. And Im all "wtf is that" and she tells me its the new big thing (like its a toy or something..like new technology) It was a lil life like thing. My mom says something perverted and Im all "huh" and I look down in the sink and the lil thing is in a plastic bag, sealed, that had muddy water..
I was all "omg mom"
It drowned. I tried to save it but I couldnt..And when it died it looked like any other toy..plastic and lifeless. I was looking for the instructions, but I couldnt save it. And I cried. But my mom didnt even care..she walked away.

Synopsis:
I admit my mom seems to be evil in my dreams..
but she really isnt in real life, its weird for me to
dream of her so heartless/cold.  You have no
idea how devestated I was when the 'toy' died.
I cried so hard in the dream..I was in a fetal position and everything.