I haven't been getting much sleep lately, because this creepy little mouse has been stalking me. I swear the little basterd has been playing mind games with me. Everynight this last week around 10pm it comes out and stares at me from behind my bookcase.
I don't know why I'm scared of it, I was never scared of mice back home. I think I've turned into a major wimp since I moved to Florida. Or maybe since I had children? I don't know, maybe.
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all words � Jennifer L. Bey, 2003.
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