Mickey's Journal - The diary of one mouse and his struggle to live in the house of a Heartbroken girl

Day 1:
I stumbled through the hole my nose had been drawing me towards for four nights. Darkness. I could hear breathing, there was someone in the room but it seemed as though they were sleeping so I crept out of the cupboard and followed my nose to that smell, what was that smell? It was inside a plastic bag, I knew I was going to have to be careful here. The body looks pretty still, must be a deep sleep. Okay, go slowly. Oh god, it's parmesan cheese. I don't even like cheese. I had to eat something though. I chewed through some plastic and got a little nibble before...the breathing changed, the bed creaked. Shit it's awake. Shit. And I did shit. before rustling to get out of that damned bag. Panic, I scuttled along the wall back to the cupboard, I could feel wide eyes on me. I leapt up the wall and cried. In both horror at being discovered and horror that I couldn't even finish the meal. Hunger pulled my stomach inwards. I'm going to have to go back in there.