the girl with a dream

when things come to the worse,
even plastic tastes good.
elecricity has been cut off,
and we have to live in the attic,
cold and wet, especially when it rains.

sniff...
something smells nice...
fish....
at last. must have been some kind-hearted man who left it at our doorstep.
i rushed to gobbled it but to my terror,
i was confined to a compartment.
mum!!! i've been kidnapped.

that burly man took me and place me on the grassy fields.
i was terrified.
it was so bright that i could not even see clearly.
thump!thump!thump!
i heard footsteps.
i turned, and " sizzle..." was i all i heard.
i ran, and ran and ran.
but i was just going in circles.
the pain was overwhelming and all i could remember was the sauna was overheated.

in case, this post is confusing.
lemme fill you in.
there's this rat=i who loves to nibble on the wires=plastic on my ceiling.
it triggered off the alarm one night.

so my dad=burly man/kindhearted man decided to put a mouse trap=compartment there.
he placed salted fish=fish in it.
and he got the rat.
it was cute actually.
so daddy took it out to our garden=grassy fields
and went to boil some hot water=sizzling?
and he poured it over IT!!! gasp!!!
it ran and ran and ran in circles.
it was so hot! i could see the steam.
at last, it squeaked.
it broke my heart...
all i could see was that his left hind leg was in vibration mode.
like how the dogs would do it.
i'm guessing that the muscles were relaxing and contracting too much.
and there it was, wet and red.
like how it would turn out to be in a overheated sauna.

in case you guys think my dad is cruel.
i wouldnt want to dissect it either.
which was my dad's other option.
who knows what it ate in the roof.