Thursday, January 29, 2015

The Mouse, the trap and the piece of cheese...Part I

                      Today I feel like trying with a small story I wrote 2 days ago and I will let You decide what is the moral of it. So, let's get started... :)
                        Once upon a time, a little mouse lived alone in a faraway land. All his family had run away when a flood came across their den. He took refuge up the hill and lost contact with them and ever since the little mouse wandered all alone. All summer he searched for food in the field, but the flood had damaged it and all the crops were corrupted. One day tired of all that running and also hungry, the little mouse find himself crying on the wayside. He cried so hard that from his tears small white flowers appeared from the ground but still nothing to eat. At one point, he fell asleep and dreamt about a special treat his father used to bring home after long absences. They called it cheese. In his dream, he came across a lot of signs that guided him to a place where cheese was reigning. Cheese smelled delicious and just when he was about to take a bite, something scared him and he woke up more hungry than before. 
                          The noise that woke him up was in fact a man pulling a cart filled with heavy stones. The little mouse had never seen a man before, but he assumed that were there are creatures there is food. Of course, he was afraid of being eaten ( he had heard a lot of stories about creatures that enjoy eating mice), but he took his chance. After all, he was going to starve to death, so he had to try at least something. Therefore, our little friend followed the man and after a long and exhausting walk they  got to a place where mouse found himself between creatures, ones friendly, others not so much. He tried to find some hideouts and by the time he was safe, he saw the most beautiful and yellow piece of cheese. His stomach was asking for a bite. ...just a small one... 
rainy day

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