HELP!!!!!!!!

Yesterday saw the second sighting of Mr. Mouse (yeah we've decided it's too small to be a rat) and gosh, if I was frightened on Monday, THIS was waaaaaay scarier! I've climbed onto just about anything that can be climbed on (and even tried climbing onto things that can't be climbed onto e.g. the doors!) like the staircase railing, my bed, Melissa's bed, chairs... And please, STOP telling me "But it's so small and cuuuuuuute!", or even that the mouse is more afraid of me than I am of it. And the next person who tells me it's "just a rat" is SO GONNA GET IT FROM ME!!!

And to everyone who teased me and laughed at me (that's YOU, Zhon Wei!) and tried to frighten me about Mr Mouse tickling my ear with its tail in my sleep, or running into my gaping mouth while I sleep, or swimming about in my bathtub, or jumping out at me from inside my drawer, or making a nest in my shoe... Or tried to poison my mind with stories of Mr Mouse's entire family returning to avenge its death, or stories of the caretaker-man upstairs turning into a huge mouse with long whiskers and a house full of baby mice.... To all of you mean mean people, we'll see who has the last laugh! Ha! (See, all the mean things my own friends tell me?!?!?)

Yes, I know I'm paranoid, and I'm not proud of it okay!!