Mouse in the House

Last night me and my room-mate Kendra were enjoying ourselves sitting on my bed watching "A Walk to Remember." It was a perfectly delightful night until...dun dun... dun dun... dun dun, dun dun, dun. Out of the corner of her eye Kendra saw "something, a black something, ummm a rat or a spider." I thought that she was just imagining things. She is so scared of spiders and mice that I was sure she was making nothing into something...."AHHHHHHH, a rat, a rat, I saw it again." Kendra, was so sure of what she saw that she left my room, to go hide in her own room. I still had yet to see it, and was a little unconvinced. Then I saw that fluffy hair ball run across my room. I, at this point, stood up on my bed and started screaming. Kendra was glad to know that there really was a mouse, and that she was not seeing things. I was jumping around screaming "Call Ron (a fellow teacher) to come kill it." I mean how was I going to sleep with that thing in my bedroom? I closed my door so that that thing couldn't get out and we could kill it. Well, Ron was playing cards, and didn't want to come right then. So I said "call Edgar" (Edgar, is a teenage boy on the ranch, whom I've seen kill mice with shoes and other random objects) who also couldn't come. Kendra then suggested that I come call Ron because I'm better at convincing people. So I called and begged Ron to come and help me. He said they were almost done with cards and would be there in less than 20 minutes, and that I should bring Emmaline (my dog) in to kill it. So, Emmaline illegally came in "to help" she is a good dog, but was uninterested in the mouse that was running around my room. I knew it was up to me. So I started to walk around my room with a shoe in hand so that I could kill it. While I was looking for it the mouse ran over my foot. Well, naturally that started the screaming all over again. I did find the mouse a time or two, but made no success in even starting to kill it. Finally, Ron showed up, but then we couldn't find the mouse. We pulled my whole room apart before we found it. I was standing on my desk, when it ran back out. Screams screams, lots of screams. Ron cornered it and smash. Good bye you little trouble maker. I'm glad that we finally found it, because I was imagining that mouse crawling up into my bed with me in the middle of the night. It turn out to be quite an interesting night!