some proper punishment.
I wished me and mom got home. I didn't care what the people around could think: maybe they would have thought of some kind of tv joke, or maybe of collective suggestion. Really I didn't care.
Me and mom got instantly at home.
Mom was dazed. "How..."
Then she saw me and tried to cover.
"Don't be so prude, mom. I know you get fucked by a black guy and you pay him for it."
"What? How can you know...?"
"I can know it. And the things happened to you in these last minutes, well, I did them."
"You. How..."
"Oh, how boring, mom. I can do them and a lot more. For some reason I really don't know an old lady decided to make me a god on earth."
She was still there, ducked, trying to cover herself: "I'm your mom! You humiliated me!"
"No, you're not my mom, you're just a bitch. And you need a punishment. And, in my role of your new god, I'm the one who's going to give it to you." I wished to shoot lightining from my eyes, just for scenographic purposes, you see...
And they served well, mom's eyes got wide in terror, she stood and started to run.
I wished chains on her feet to stop her. She fell on the floor. I got near her: "This try to avoid your punishment will add severity to it."
Mom started to cry: "Please, I don't know what is in you, but don't hurt me..."
But power, rage and excitement made me deaf to her words.
To start I...