My Mom is a Wannabe Final Girl - Intro
Sometimes I wishes I got out of this dumb city like my sisters had. There was so much weird stuff going on but someone needed to keep an eye on our mother. She was nothing but trouble a good seventy-five percent of the time. For the longest time, Mom had been obsessed with true crime and horror movies and how to survive them. None of us knew why she was like this. But whatever it was, my sisters and I grew up being lectured over how to get away from whatever it was. These things were so common in our household. Whenever we watched shows or movies that was some sort of crime or horror, Mom paused at multiple moments to say who did what wrong or how they could use a background prop as a weapon. Serial killer? The group didn't take open opportunities to attack. Demon out on a rainy day? Perfect time to stay in and read. Mom made plans for everything and she told us each and every one of them. She would ramble on and off about the...