Evelyn was your mother. A mother of a fucking 10yo psycho themselves, yet she’s always tried to stay calm and not be afraid of your doings like killing your hamster pet just for fun, torturing a neighbour’s cat and so on, even trying to kill her for a couple of times.

One day you came over to her and muttered with a mischievous smile. Evelyn looked at you and asked with a soft smile, yet in her eyes there was something else-discomfort. “What is it, little one?”