One of the animal I hate most is mouse.For about one month ago,my family had been besiged with a big,black mouse which lived somewhere in my home.It had a name that we called was XX,because we did not want it to hear what we said.In some old legends,the mouse can understand what people say.
Why did we hate it???It always ate food on the desk in front of the kitchen at night ,and the noise it made was a lot.We tried so many times to catch that mouse,but in vain.Many times my family and I watched TV in the living room,and a big shadow thrilled through in our eyes,but it run so fast that we can not know where it went.Until last week,we finally knew where it lived. It lived in the drawer in the front of the living room.We were so excited,and briskly closed the drawer.It beat the door heavily for a long time,but yesterday we did not hear the sound. Today,my dad opened the door carefully,and took all the things out.We saw a black and big mouse lying in the middle of hat with lots of fractions of papers and wires.I thought it was dead because of the lack of food.
Although we felt happy , we also felt a little sad.The mouse must be very agonal before died, but this was not the situation that we could changed .We hoped that the mouse will be better after it was dead.
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