The Mouse

The Mouse.

I can see the man peering from behind the couch I creep out from behind the box and the man is looking around in search for me.I creep out from behind the table and quietly run across to the kitchen bench the man still hasn't seen me. The man saw me and then as quick as a flash he ducks behind the couch. I start to climb up what looks like an oversized bag and I see the peek once more from behind the couch he ducks hoping I didn't see him but I did. I keep on climbing and reach the top I walk past a jar of brightly colored candies . I hop across a spoon and dodge between items of cooking utensils. I see a box It kind of looks inviting . I run around the box checking out the outside I go around to the entrance peeking inside I cautiously walk inside and then the man peeks out from the couch revealing a toothy grin which then turns into a frown . The tap drips a deadly slow drip then the man smiles and jogs over to the box . I creep into corner afraid of what he will do . The man lets out a shriek and then starts dancing an awkward jig. I see his shadow peer over the box and then the tapping from the jig starts once more. He turns to the box and his joyful smile disappears. The man looks at the newspaper on the bench that had once hidden me then an idea strikes his head. I start to move to one side of the box hoping that it will tip off the table and I can escape but before my plan continues the man's hand slaps against the box ugh I am done for. He tries to reach for the newspaper but he just isn't far enough his finger bumps the paper. He’s carrying me out to the window I might escape. He constantly puts me outside hesitating as he hears a cat's meow.
I'm under the burning lamp in the giant man’s bedroom. He’s staring at me through the microscopic gaps in the box. He looks away at something I can't make out maybe the kitchen or lounge . I am waiting for about 3 minutes, with him away for that amount of time I am expecting that he is making me food. My assumption is wrong. He has come back with a killing machine ( when really it's only a fork) of course like most stories and the mouse always dies in the end. The killing machine is coming down fast at the box then it slows down at this time would rather be stabbed to death instead of losing oxygen very slowly. It seems my thoughts about the huge man are wrong he only prodding holes in the box so I can breathe. He gasps letting a huge gust of wind showers over me. He scamper across to the kitchen and grabs bread and some water in a bottle cap. He slides the water into my box I'm not interested in it . He breaks the bread into multiple crumbs and chooses the largest one for me. I wait their for a while and decide to put a bit of drama into his life. I push the crumbs out of the box he leans in closer to the box and then I see light . I tap my tail impatiently waiting for something to happen he toward the kitchen I nod hoping he will understand my want. He pushes back the bread and I am annoyed but scared so I lean back in shock. I turn away and I don't care if he thinks i´m arrogant while i'm turned in the other direction and he plucks up the bread. I am mad at myself because now he has eaten the bread and I was so hungry. He waves his hand around his clenched fist and the bread re appears that was just boring magic but still I was surprised.He places the bread on the table and I slowly creep forward I reach the bread and scamper away, he leans towards me ,my heart skips a beat then he places his hand only inches away from me. I run behind the bench , I have been waiting for what feels like forever and slowly the day turns into night and I have decided to get out from my hiding spot . I can see the huge beast of a man from the lamp in the kitchen and he sound asleep . I climb up the couch leg and reach the man's arm. His clothes are soft like silk and I can see some chip crumbs . I clamber across to the crumbs and pick up in my greedy mouth. I walk up to his shoulder and I want to sleep but instead I climbed to the ground and scurries underneath a chair. The man is silent for a while then his eyes blink open as quick as a flash and then the night is silent again.