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Mother stepped on shrinking kid with her wooden clogs by mistake. It was an accident, but still...

Lil' Timmy had always been fascinated by the strange contraption in his father's toolshed. It looked like an old furnace, with a series of knobs and levers on the side. When his parents were out one day, the curious 8-year-old boy decided to investigate.

Timmy fiddled with the controls until the machine started humming loudly. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light enveloped his small body. Timmy felt a bizarre tingling sensation spread through him. To his shock, the walls of the shed began to grow and expand before his eyes!

The frightened boy realized with horror that he was shrinking rapidly. Down, down, down he shrank, until the shed became an enormous cavern around his miniscule form. Panicked, Timmy scrambled across the wooden floor in a desperate bid to escape.

Just then, the shed door creaked open. Timmy looked up to see his mother silhouetted in the opening, a pail in one hand. She was wearing her favorite wooden clogs, the ones she used for gardening.

"Mommy!" the tiny boy cried out. But his voice was a feeble squeak, lost in the creaking of the door.

The enormous woman strode into the shed, her clogs clopping heavily on the planks. She had no idea her son was there, shrunk to the size of a mouse. Oblivious, she went about her chores, sweeping up dust and debris with her broom.

Timmy tried to scurry away from the looming, oblivious form of his mother. But the shed floor was a vast and treacherous wilderness at his shrunken size. His little legs pumped furiously as he tried to escape her notice.

Then disaster struck. The woman shifted her weight, bringing one clog-clad foot down in a spot where Timmy had been a moment before. The heavy wooden sole smashed into the planks with a resounding THUD.

Timmy, in his haste, had not moved quickly enough. He let out an agonized wail as the bottom of the clog pressed down into the small of his back. The unforgiving wood absolutely pulverized his tiny body in an instant, his pitiful shrieks cut off as the life was crushed out of him.

The woman never even noticed she had just killed her own son. All she felt was a slight crunch underfoot as she shifted her weight. She simply stepped over the bloody smear and continued her cleaning, unaware of the tragedy that had just occurred under the soles of her wooden shoes.