He finally stopped and it was peaceful again. I turned on the TV and was watching a show when I heard a strange scratching noise coming from the corner of our house nearest to where I was sitting. It sounded like an animal was outside and scratching on the wall. I would randomly hear these noises and then it would stop. Every time I told my mom to listen, the noise wouldn't happen. We thought maybe we had mice in our pantry (which is behind the wall behind me), but nothing was there. Mom went outside to see if she saw anything out there, but nothing. Finally we figured we'd look in the morning and mom went to get ready for bed.
Mom had just crawled into bed and I was sitting on the couch watching the last of the news when this flying creature came flying straight at me. "Mooooommmmmmm! There's a bird or a bat in our house!" Now, if you know me, I hate when things come flying at my face (ask Mike, I freak out). So I'm pretty freaked out as this bat is flying around near the ceiling of our house. Next thing I know Mom is screaming because the bat decided to visit her in her room. I got her to come out of her bedroom and shut the door trapping the bat in there. And we tried to devise a plan.
Finally Mom was brave enough to go search her bedroom for the mysterious bat. I wish I had a camera, she was wearing a jacket with the hood tied around her head, and she put one of my Avon boxes on top of her head. She walked slowly through her room but didn't see the bat. I told her she should just leave it until the morning and we'll look for it in the daylight. But then she saw the bat. In here...


