So on the 10th of April, sometime around 6 P.M., my friends and I were heading to my pick-up truck since we were going to chat. We passed by a mango tree.

SPLAT

My friend (I'll just hide her in the name of Liza.) Liza almost got hit by a mango... or so we thought. We laughed and shrugged it off and I took one more glance at the mango.

Due to our laughter, my friend wasn't able to see clearly. With the thought that what fell was a mango, she was suppose to pick it up but she screamed.

The mango was actually a rat.

That fell from the tree.

We all screamed out of shock. The little thing was so cute. It's such a sad thing it died, I thought.

My other friend (I'll hide her in the name of Ella) Ella went near it and showed her sympathy while Liza and I were sort of terrified.

Another surprise happened!

Guess what?

It was actually alive!

The rat suddenly sprang back to life and we all screamed as it ran to who-knows-where. It left the three of us absolutely dumbfounded.  We all heavily breathed to calm ourselves down.

We looked back to what happened a few minutes ago and just laughed it off.

Liza is terrified of rats now.