Mom's Deadly Game

My Mom's Secret Identity

From the moment I could remember, Mom and I played the death game many times.

The first time I found her lying motionless, without even breathing, I was so scared I broke down and cried.

Gradually, I learned Mom was just teasing me, and I stopped being afraid.

The cemetery was somber and silent.

Beside a newly dug grave, a coffin lay still.

Everyone was crying, except for me.

I looked at the national flag draped over her coffin and thought:

"She's really going all out this time, even Dad's putting on quite a show."