The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse

I will write about "The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse".
There was once a little brown country mouse. His name was Pipin. He lives in a house in a hedge. Pipin was living freely. One day his cousin came in his house. His name is Toby. Pipin made Tody a seat from soft, squashy moss. Pipin took Tody on a walk. But the flowers made him sneeze. "Come and see for yourself," said Tody. The next day, the cousins woke at dawn. They ran to the station. Soon, they heard the rattle tattle of pebbles, jumping on the railway line. It came to a stop with a screech and a snort. The mice ran out of the station and onto a busy street. He crept in through a small hole. Pipin followed. They ran down dark corridors under the floor and up secret statirs behind the walls. They danced across the empty ballroom and played with toys in the children's unrsery. The mice jumped onto the table and began to eat. Toby ate his way through the cheese while Pipin dipped his paw in chocolatev sauce. Suddenly, the table shook. Toby turned.Pipin ran. the cat leaped. She swiped at pipin with her pointy claws and missed. Pipin said "I want to go home" so the next morning, Pipin still wanted to leave. Pipandran to the station. He danced in and out of the stampin feet and hid in a bag to get on the train. He sniffed the sweet, cold air and smiled. "This is the life for me," he said.
They were cute and this story was interesting. I thought that a life in the country was great. I like the country better that a town. Because Time passes the country slowly so I can live slowly. I thought that I want to live country.
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