Hi my name is Fred there was a mouse in my bedroom. I knew because of the smell. It smelled as stinky as an old and sick dog’s fart. I knew then that there was something wrong. I had a look everywhere and realised the smell came from under my bed. The smelly mouse had shriveled up and died. My mum came into my room.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“There’s a dead mouse under my bed,” I answered.
She looked under my bed. “But where did it go?” she asked.
I was scared then because I didn’t know where it was and I thought it was dead.