12-YOU'RE SUCH A SCAREDY MOUSE!!!

YOU'RE SUCH A SCAREDY MOUSE!!! Right then, someone grabbed my jacket. I looked down. It was my favorite nephew, Benjamin. "Uncle Geronimo! I'm so happy to see you!" he squeaked. I patted Benjamin's head, "You shouldn't have brought him," I complained to my sister. "Benjamin is much too young. He could get scared!" My cousin winked at me. "I'm sure he won't get scared. You are the only scaredy mouse in the family!" he sneered. My sister stamped her paw. I could tell she was getting impatient. She wanted to see

the ghost, and she wanted to see it now! That sister of mine can't wait for anything. "Come on, Geronimo," she demanded. "Where is this ghost? I haven't got all day, you know!" I pulled at my fur. "i'm telling you i saw it with my own eyes!" I insisted. "And then it suddenly vanished!" Trap snickered. "Did you see it with your own eyes or with your four eyes?" he squeaked. "I mean, you did have your glasses on, right, Cousinkins?" Then he pinched my tail again. I tried to catch him. But instead, I Stumbled over my own two paws. Oh, how I wished I was home!