Ohhh my lord.
I was laying in bed, and I hear my clock move. I yell for my mom, who was in the washroom beside my room .
She tells me i'm just dreaming and to go back to bed. So I lay in bed and I hear it again and run downstairs. So, her trying to prove a point goes upstairs to 'show me there's nothing'. It was sitting there waiting for her on the window ledge.
So I sit on the Chaise and turn on the news, as it was only 6:30 AM.
Then (with the stairs in front of me) I see a little blur of black (it was dark) run down the stairs, and under the couch. Great, I have the biggest fear of these things. Twice, they woke me up, and twice, I screamed for my life.
So my mom goes to move the couch, and the front of the couch is directly to my left, on the other side of the fireplace (like, to my shoulder) and when she moved it, 'blur' ran from under the couch and under my chaise and into the kitchen. I swear on everything I thought it was going to jump on me.
I can't handle this crap. I have a PHOBIA of these things, and every where I thought it was 'safe' it seems not.
We put the baby-gate to trap the mouse in there, then leaned a mirror on it so it doesn't come out through the holes.
Then we put a heavy piece of wood so it doesn't fall over.
So it's in there, but.. we don't know what to do.
im like crying and shaking .