Ambition

The house is creepy and silent. I spent the whole day hiding from my housemates. They seem to really hate me which doesn’t make sense. I mean I mind my own business. I always try to be as silent and as inconspicuous as possible.

In fact, due to the intense hostility I face day in day out I had to master the art of the ninja. I creep silently in the shadows through the dining room. My destination is in sight…the kitchen

The freshly baked cookies are waiting for me. I can smell them. I can taste them already. Thank God for the mistress of the house, she never lets me down. I make for the counter. That is the longest journey ever. By the time I get to the cookies my stomach is grumbling so loud I can hear it.

I bite into the cookie at the top of the pile. It is so sweet I think of nothing else but the cookie. Then it happened. The loud screech that preceded the intense pain that racked through my whole body in waves of absolute pain. ..

“Damn rat!!”…..