K1. The chase.

It was a late Friday night when Mr. Smith got home. Not feeling so comfortable about his new old home, he made sure he locked up the doors. He never truly thought that he could trust people in this part of the city. Relaxing from a hard day’s work, he turned on the television and reclined back in his chair where he dozed off for an hour or so until he felt something touch his leg. This threw him all off causing him to jump up in this chair and pick his legs up off the ground. Mr. Smith never would admit it but even though he was a man, he still had his fears. Looking all around the room, he spotted nothing. Then out of the corner of his eye, he spotted it, a mouse. Quickly Mr. Smith jumped off his chair and the chase was on. One downfall of buying this old house was the fact that mice could easily sneak in through the holes in the walls and the old floor boards. Mr. Smith instantly chased after the mouse as quickly as he could. He tried everything he could to catch it or spook it out of the house. Just when he thought it was gone, he noticed the dining room end table with his mother’s old lamp on it start to shake. Next thing he knew, the end table and lamp were unbalanced and were appeared to be on a slant. There right in front of him underneath the carpet was a bump. Quietly, Mr. Smith grabbed one of his dining room chairs as he tiptoed over towards the bump under the carpet. Raising the chair above his head, he was about to get rid of this mouse once and for all. As soon as Mr. Smith was about to swing, the mouse bolted right out from under the carpet and right into a hole in the wall where it disappeared. This set Mr. Smith off on a rampage. He stayed up all night waiting and waiting for this mouse which never returned.