its moves around in a crack of the wall,
watching us,
studying us.
it waits for the right moment to strike,
it moves out slowly,
pass the dinning,
into the kitchen.
it hides behind the counter,
so no one could see.
it runs up the counter,
looking around with it big black eyes,
it nears its target,
ready to grab it without warning,
it reaches its target,
its gonna grab,
and without warning avoice screams,
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT,
RAT ,RAT,RAT.....
little john goes running around calling evry1,
it grabs the cheese,
makes a dash for the wall,
mom jumps up a chair,
dad grabs a broom,
ready to hit it,
little john climbs on dad,
to avoid the rat,
dad hits,
john covers his eyes,
but dad still hits,
john still scream,
RAAAAAAAATTTT!!!!!
reaches the wall,
dad still hitting around with his eye closed,
mom shouts HIS GETTING AWAY....
HIT THERE...NOT THERE...THEEEEEEERE.
finally it enters the crack,
felling save in his dark room,
puts the cheese infront of it,
and starts munching,
savoring evry moment with its dinner.
and thats the life of a RAT.
Unknown Daring - 17 years, 1 month, 7 days ago