Dino Mom

STOMP, CRUNCH, STOMP.

It has finally happened: my mother turned into T-Rex.

What kind of monster could eat that cute face?

From the bottom of the stairs I see her. Her giant green head, yellow sharp teeth, and those terrifying tiny arms. Her eyes were the same, this might have been the most horrifying part- beside the tiny arms.
Suddenly, she tore into the banister. The banister of a house I hadn't lived in for years. Yet, it is so familiar. The house rattled as she made the way down the stairs.
Ugh...those arms. I run. I sprint for a kitchen that isn't mine. Rugby trails behind me, barking at my ankles. I yell at him to be quiet. I said "BE QUIET!" And he wouldn't stop. I crouched between the island and the sink, my mother's tail is large and scaly. It slides past the doorway as I peek over the counter-top.
Snap! She twisted her large torso and her tiny-tiny arm rips the door frame. I scramble to get inside the cabinet. Last minute, I grab Rugby. It is dark and cramped. Rugby growls, it startles me. I shush him. He growls again, topping it off with a bark. I scold him, he barks back. I open the cabinet door, grab his bottom, the way I used to hold him as a puppy, and shove him out. Before the door closes, I see it; Rugby's body in my mother's mouth. His back legs still twitching- his tail wagging- as if he were excited to see her. Her arms up in the air as if she is excited to be eating him.
Then she spots me. Her tiny arms tear through the counter-top through the wooden door.

I wake up.