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What Are You Thankful For?

January 5, 2021 / By 
house mouse, mouse, long tailed mouse

I’m thankful for life and all its experiences,

Because I’ve grown despite the many challenges.

I’m thankful that to date I can still recall an event,
About some neighbors who went into my house without consent.
Once I had some disruptive, disrespectful, and sense-less neighbors that kept breaking into my house. Sometimes I felt like leaving it open so they could have easy access and didn’t have to break in. They did it ever so often that one would have thought they were the ones paying the rent. They were also eavesdroppers so I had to be mindful while conversing with others. As a matter of fact, once I was on the phone, and one passed by as if to say, “Hey, you’re speaking too loud!” They went as far as knocking on the roof, especially at nights, and if I didn’t give them some attention, they wouldn’t have stopped. Sometimes when they got my attention they didn’t even care, because they still prolonged with disturbing my peace; they were insensitive to my plea.
After months of disturbance, it became so overwhelming that I just allowed them to do whatever they wanted – as long as they didn’t hurt my children.  That would have shown the worse in me. I am fully aware of who I am and what I’m capable of doing, so to avoid trouble, I made complaints to my landlord, and surprisingly, it was to no avail. He frankly told me that he couldn’t do anything about them as they had been living in the neighborhood long before he bought the property.
His response was atrocious and it made me angry. When my anger rises everybody knows I’m ready to vent. Since he had no intention of addressing them, I had to come up with a plan to deal with the situation at hand. There’s a saying that action speaks louder than words so I thought of executing and not just complaining. I sat and made my plans. I thought of all the possible ammunition that I would need, and pondered whether I would need help or not. I thought about how volatile the community was and took into consideration the fact that their forefathers were from the community; I, therefore, had to be careful of how I executed my plan. The landlord was afraid of them as he feared their family members would have got him. Well, while he was attacked by fear I was boldly thinking of how to eliminate them without anyone knowing I did it. I wondered if I should poison them but if that were to happen then they would have died and all fingers would be pointing at me since no one would be there to discard the corpse.
After endless hours of plotting, I devised the perfect plan to capture them. I then went to the store and bought the necessary tool needed to catch even two of them and in so doing, the others would have learned from the experience. One night I placed the tool – a Jumbo Glue Trap – at a specific point and awaited their arrival for minutes in the dark, like a soldier awaiting the battle. After being there for a while, I felt exhausted and as sleep was about to attack me, I heard a strange sound. I then jumped up and low and behold, two of the neighbors were captured. They were making loud noises as if they were saying, “Have mercy on us!” I didn’t even entertain them as their noise only made me hardened my heart some more. I then started thinking of how to eliminate them totally. I wanted them to suffer as much as I had suffered. I reminisced about the countless times they knocked on the roof and even when I called to them, they would still be there disturbing my peace; they didn’t even stop for seconds to say, “Sorry madam!”. I therefore didn’t allow their cries to get to me. It was their time to experience my wrath.

They were trapped in the glue and each time they rolled over and thought they were free, they were just trapped in the bondage of glue. It was payback time so I played it really tough with them; there was no empathy. After a while, I didn’t hear them but didn’t even care if they had faced their demise. I had them trapped for about two days without food so they may have died from hunger. If they didn’t die, then they had suffered more because they were thrown in a garbage van. I threw my senseless neighbors, the rats, in a bag, and off they went to face their demise, to be burned. For me, it was freedom at last. I wasn’t even confronted by any of their family members. However, weeks after they were either reincarnated or their family members decided to test my faith. At that time though, I didn’t worry too much because I remembered what the landlord had told me: “I cannot get rid of them because they were there before I bought the property”.

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