Azka's Writeups

So this incident occurred yesterday and I blame it all on the little creature we call 'mouse'. It started when I saw it peeking out at me from between the stove and the slab. I didn't freak out, of course, I just started shouting really loudly for help. To my rescue, came my father. Except, that when he went after the mouse, it came right at me. So very naturally, I ran as fast as my short legs could carry me, which was not very fast.  Here's some necessary background information before I continue. The current house I live in was constructed around 70 years ago so the design is pretty circular. My brothers' bedroom has two doors, one of which opens towards the kitchen and the other near the main door. The alternate way would be straight from the kitchen to the main door.  Back to the story, where I am running into my brothers' bedroom from one doorway. I enter the room and instead of closing the door behind me, as was my original plan, I keep running. And this m