11 Where the Filed Things Were

CHAPTER 11 WHERE THE FILED THINGS WERE The monster stomps through the forest of filing cabinets and its feet sink deep into the sand, which is now back all over the ground. "WHAT IS THIS SAND DOING HERE?" growls the

monster. "IT SHOULD BE FILED UNDER S!" It angrily scoops up a handful of sand and marches across to a filing cabinet drawer marked S. It stares at the open drawer and roars.

"FEE-FILE-FO-FORE! WHO HAS OPENED UP THIS DRAWER? FEE-FILE-FO-FABINETS! WHO'S BEEN MESSING WITH MY CABINETS?!"

The monster rips a palm tree from the ground and shoves it into a drawer marked P.

It grabs an armful of rocks and drops them in a drawer marked R.

It snatches a bird from the sky and is about to shove it into a drawer marked B when Jill jumps out and yells, "STOP! That's no way to treat birds! Birds belong in the sky where they can be free— not locked away in a drawer marked B!" "Uh-oh," I whisper to Terry. "She's done it now."