I know there is a rat.
That toilet hole opens up and I know there must be a rat.
I have already asked my maid to but something heavy on that hole so it couldn’t get up but she do it only in the midnight.
And just know she screamed to me that the rat went up and hide inside one of the cabinet in my kitchen. I was afraid and at the same time a little excited.
I found a yellow basket and I want to trap my maid to trap that rat in it.
She then took a long stick and try to poke that rat so it will come out.
She tried and tried.
And at last, that rat came out and I was standing on top of a stool.
I was screaming because that rat is huge.
It tried to run into the toilet but the door was closed.
It tried again and it succeed because there is a hole at the door.
It couldn’t get back to the hole, that hole is closed too.
And finally, my maid trapped it while I was still screaming.
I must make it dead or else it will come back again.
The only idea I have that is in my mind is that pouring hot water on it.
I know it sounds evil.
I poured hot boiling water on it and it squeaked. I poured again and it squeaked again.
I poured again and again and it squeaked again and again.
It is in a lot of pain. I kept saying sorry.
I feel so sorry for hurting it, but I don’t know what I can do.
A rat is very very dirty and I really don’t want it in my house.
It was already half dead and I let it go.
I guess it don’t dare to come again.
I hope it will be fine.

Mr. Rat, I am truly sorry.