Epic story of survival

I decided it was best to stay put, so I held my breath and tryed not to make a sound. I could tell the men were searching hard, but after about three minutes, they decided I wasn't there. "UGH! this is a disaster!" One of them said, "He must have gotten out of the house!" The man let out a loud grunt and unleashed a kick on the very box I was sitting in. It took all of my strength to keep quiet, but I managed. Now the other one was speaking, "Don't worry, Johnson, he can't be too far." They left the attic, and i waited another 15 minutes just to make sure they were truly gone. I knew they would come back to my house eventually, so that gave me some time to devise a plan of escape.