My neighbor opened his box of property to retrieve some documents and found shreds of paper spread around the box like confetti. He knew that the rat had been there again.
He cursed the rat while he leafed through the papers. All of a sudden, he let out a scream. The rat was jumping to get out of the box. At least five people in the dorm rushed to the box with shoe in hand ready to destroy the tiny intruder. A guy slammed a boot at the rat to stop its escape. I grabbed a bucket and another guy got a plastic bag to catch the rat. Everyone was elated after the rat was in the bag and started to suggest ways to destroy it. Almost everyone agreed to kill it because we were victimized by it. While everyone was still talking about it, one guy took the rat outside and released it. We laughed & said that the rat will come back again.
The rat definitely got away easily. However, it provided some entertainment and brought unity to a diverse group of people. Who said a rat doesn't have a purpose?