Last night I experienced something I thought I would never experience.

There is a mouse in my house. An ugly mouse.

This is not a lame attempt at Dr.Seuss. There is a little, unwanted, MF*-in mouse in my house. I saw it and ran away. I dont know what's become of it. This mouse has caused me to tiptoe around my own (parents) house.

My parents are enjoying seeing me in this vulnerable state.

I want someone to tell me the mouse either ran away, or got attacked. If this doesnt happen, I will be forced to run away.