One story about me

It was Sunday. I was laying in my bed and watching the TV. The day was absolutely lazy and perfect. I woke up at 1 pm , ate my breakfast (cornflakes with milk, and then a cup of tea) All day long I was watching the TV, and hours disappeared by miracles. I remember it was 9 pm, when I suddenly heard something strange, and then I glimpsed a mouse. Small grey mouse. And ,surely, I screamed, because I'm afraid mouses. At 2 am , when I went to sleep, I thought that this mouse was sleeping somewhere. And you only can imagine how great was my amazement when I saw this mouse, running from out my bed. I took all my blankets and my teddies with whom I sleep and moved to the kitchen. I had to sleep on the small bench with the mattress. That night was absolutely crazy. But now I don't hear this mouse. And even miss it.