Hey, it’s Rascal again! I want to tell you more of my story.
. . . . I woke up in a bucket inside the little people’s house, in a room with pretty purple and green colors. Two heads were peeking into the bucket. I squeaked very loudly and leaped into the air! The children squeaked even louder and scared me more. I jumped out of the bucket and ran all around the room. The children ran too!
Suddenly from far way in the house, a big voice bellowed, “What’s going on up there?”
One of the children opened the door and yelled, “There is a chipmunk in my room!”
It was my opportunity for escape. I ran out the door and down the hall and the child ran after me. At the end of the hall I came to a stop. There was a big drop to the downstairs. The child was coming toward me and I was desperate, so I jumped.
At the bottom of the stairway was a big man looking up up at me. I landed on his face! He swatted at me with big hands and screamed too. I fell off his face onto the floor. I ran behind a big grandfather clock in the hall. I was so scared I was gasping for breath, but at least I was safe at last.
That night when the house got quiet I sneaked out and under the basement door. I hid down there for a couple days.
To be continued. . . .
Hope to see you at our show!
