The Box
The old man named Jack was on his old lounge chair waiting he knew there was a mouse in the house.
He had set a trap it was a box with a stick to hold it up. Jack was too old so I couldn't use a mouse trap,
they it was confusing -for him. The little mouse creeped across the floor up the rubbish bag it looked
back the old Jack hid quickly. The little mouse continued to look around, it went closer to the trap that
Jack had set, the mouse went around the box the slowly went inside. The stick didn’t fall one second,
two seconds and finally it fell down trapping the little mouse. Jack jumped off the old lounge chair and
danced into the kitchen he was so excited he did some more happy dances, then he turned around
suddenly he felt sorry for the little mouse. He looked around then saw his window, just as he was
thinking about it the little box with the mouse inside. Jack needed to have something underneath to
move the mouse to the window he looked around again and saw his news paper from that day,
but because he was holding the box Jack couldn’t reach the newspaper he tried and tried and finally
reached the newspaper and slipped it underneath the box then walked to the window, he opened the
window… Then he heard a cat then took the mouse back inside he couldn’t put the mouse outside with
a cat!
He went into his lounge, he didn’t know what to do. He went into the kitchen pulled out a sharp tool for
cooking slowly walked back into the lounge with the tool, he lifted it up high and… slowly put little
breathing holes in the little box then admired his work. Then ran off looked around and came back with
food and water for the mouse. Jack then poured some water into the bottle top and checked to see if
there was too much water or too little water in the bottle top, after he put the bottle cap on table and slid
it under the box. Jack then sat there, after awhile he took the crunchy crackers he had for the little
mouse, he ate one cracker and the biggest crumb left he gave to the little mouse through the biggest
hole in the top of the box. Then he waited for a bit then all of a sudden the little crumb popped back up
out of the box! Jack sat there thinking what was he supposed to do?!
The lod Jack put his hands on the table looked closer and lifted the box and there was the mouse with
his arms crossed looking away from the old man like he knew Jack was going to lift the box! The little
mouse looked at Jack, then Jack looked behind him like the mouse was looking at someone else, the
little mouse wasn’t. Jack looked down he really felt sorry for the little mouse now. Jack pushed the
crumb back towards the mouse, the mouse turned away again. The little mouse heard the old man
then pick up the crumb and turned around to see what Jack was doing, Jack was pretending to eat the
crumb but he actually had it in his hand the whole time! The mouse looked sad when Jack pretended to
eat it but then magic whooshes around his hand that still had the crumb in then he opened his hand like
it was a magic trick for the mouse. The mouse was amazed, then Jack put the crumb in front of the l
ittle mouse, the little mouse slowly walked toward the crumb, sniffed it then ran back to where the
mouse was standing and turned around. Jack tried to pat the little mouse but the little mouse
scampered away. Jack looked sad,he didn’t mean to scare the mouse, he just sat there. Later on in the night the tv was on he was sitting on his chair pretending to be asleep he had food beside him on the table next to him, he had also put some crumbs on his shoulder hoping the mouse would come back. The mouse was behind the tv watching and waiting, the little mouse crept up the chair to the old man and slowly onto his shoulder then the mouse saw some crumbs and ate one then crep down. When the little mouse had gone Jack smiled. THE END!
