A rat is in my house! I told my father about it. It’s in my kitchen. I will save my family from the rats.
I saw it this morning at 6:00 a.m. when I was packing my things for school. And then … There was a RAT!
I named the rat. The rat’s name is Rat. It seems to me he is always hungry. He is always hungry, and he likes to get bread and eat it as a treat. How it got in is because it makes holes inthe wall, under the sink.
My mom was so scared she screamed, “A RAT!” and jumped on the table. My dad was not scared. My mom got so tired she got a cat to kill it. My brother was also not scared, and I was a little not scared. They say my brother and dad will put traps everywhere. I will save the rat when it gets trapped. I will grab it with gloves and put it in a bag, go to the park, and let it be FREE.
What will probably happen next is the cat will get scared of the rats and jump on a bed.