'Twas the night before an exam and all through the house not a creature was stirring except for A MOUSE! It was last Tuesday, I was almost asleep until I heard my roommate Sarah, call out, "Liv, there is a mouse. It just ran behind the couch." I called her crazy until I saw the mouse myself. I immediately thought that it would make sense for the mouse to come inside since every other creepy crawler in the town of West Liberty likes to move in with us.
Due to the fact that we are two college students who have always had our fathers kill the creepy crawlers when living at home, we argued over who was going the lift the couch up and who was to swat at the mouse; yes, our weapon of choice was a fly swatter. Since we have terrible aim when it comes to smashing any bugs, Sarah came up with the bright idea to open the door in hopes that the mouse would run out. I hopped on her back as she made the heroic move to unlock the door. As we lifted the couch up, anxious to see what would happen next, there was no sign of the mouse. Frazzled, we both continued to check under all the other pieces of furniture, but still could not find a trace of the mouse...until Sunday night.