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I can't understand why I'm panicking. If everything goes to plan we can be in and out. I can say I'm okay and know that they are okay. So when the door opens and my mom is standing there I all but die. "Mom." I whisper. She stares at me for a minute, as if not knowing whether it was me or not. "Mom?" This time it was a question and was choked with tears. Immediately my mom goes into mother mode. I'm wrapped in a death grip and held against my mom. She squeezes tighter and I squeeze back knowing it would probably be one of my last. I begin to shake as I cry into her shoulder. She rocks me back and forth, murmuring words in my ear. 'Are you going to introduce me anytime soon?' My master asks in my head. I smile. "M-mom, can't breathe." I wheeze out. She lets me go laughing, a permanent