7. The Terriblest Trouble

7/The Terriblest Trouble The next morning I was very cheered up. 'Cause I knew what went wrong with Tickle! Tickle has dog hair! And dog hair is harder to cut than people hair! 'Cause people hair is much more tamer! I runned to the mirror and looked at my people hair. "I bet I can cut this kind of hair just perfect," I said. Just then, I heard the front door open. It was my grampa Frank Miller! He was here to babysit me before school. I runned and kissed that guy hello. Then I zoomed right back to my room.

And I hollered a message down the hall. "DON'T GOME IN MY ROOM, OKAY, GRAMPA? 'CAUSE I WANT TO GET DRESSED ALL BY MYSELF TODAY! AND I DON'T EVEN NEED ANY HELP!" After that, I shut my door real tight. And I hurried to my desk. 'Cause guess what? Extra scissors! That's what! They were in my middle drawer where I keep them. I opened and closed them real fast. Then I skipped to my dresser. And I combed my bangs silky smooth. And I snipped their ends right off! I peeked at myself kind of nervous. And guess what? I wasn't even ruined!

I smiled real thrilled. "I knew I could do this! I knew it! I knew it! All I needed was practice!" After that, I snipped some more bangs. Plus, I snipped some sides. And some top. And some back. After I was finished, I looked in the mirror again. I did a teeny frown. "Hmm. My bangs do not look even-steven," I said. That's how come I tried to even them up. Only those dumb things kept getting tiltier and tiltier. Finally, I got fusstration inside me. And I took a whole big hunk. And I cut them right off. "Ha ha! So there!" I said. I put down my scissors and looked at

myself. I did a gasp. Oh no! My hair was sticking out all over the place! "Sprigs!" I said. "I got sprigs!" That's how come I started to cry. 'Cause sprigs are shortie little sticklets. And they are not attractive, I tell you. Just then, I heard a knock on my door. "Junie B., honey? You all right in there?" asked my grampa. "Okay if I come in?" "NO! NOT OKAY!" I hollered. "I AM STILL GETTING DRESSED! AND SO PLEASE GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!"

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Grampa Miller laughed. "Okay, okay. I get the message," he said. "I'll go make you a sandwich. You'd better hurry up, though. I've got to do some errands, so I'm driving you to school today." His feet walked back to the kitchen. I sat down on my bed real upset. 'Cause sprigs is the terriblest trouble I ever even saw.