Once I got home, I went straight to my room. When I opened the door, something felt off about it. After quickly scanning the room, I saw nothing out of its place. That's when I heard it. A noise that sounded like a sob coming from the closet. As I got closer, I grabbed a book from my bookshelf to use as a weapon if needed. Once I reached the door, the noise suddenly stopped, probably because they had heard me; whatever it was. I prodded the door open with my foot, book ready to strike if necessary. Something shrieked and coward in the corner, hiding beneath my jacket that I never got around to hanging back up after I knocked it down one time. Since I saw that it was an animal, I instead grabbed my laundry basket to replace my book. Quickly doing everything at once, I snatched up the jacket and slammed down the basket over the animal. It shrieked out another cry before it passed out. It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. It looked like something out of a fairy tell. It had wings that were every color you could think of, a tiny but cute body that almost looked like the one of a chipmunk mixed with a mouse, and big blue eyes that I saw before it passed out. After watching so many movies about adventure and survival, I quickly put a pile of books on top of the basket to keep it in place because on the movies they always did that to keep the animal pinned down. I didn't know how strong the animal was either, so I prayed that the barrier would last at least until my mom gets home. She might know what to do in this situation.