Tree House Trouble by Beverly Lewis

Author:Beverly Lewis [Lewis, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV039220, JUV033010, JUV045000, Tree houses—Fiction, Clubs—Fiction, Sharing—Fiction
ISBN: 9781441260758
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2014-04-10T04:00:00+00:00

SEVEN

It was past midnight.

Abby awoke with a tickle. A foot tickle!

She reached into her sleeping bag. Down . . . down . . . down. She scratched and scratched. Ah-h! Much better.

Soon she fell back to sleep.

Seconds later . . . another tickle. This time it was her elbow. She scratched it and snuggled down.

Another tickle tickled her. She must be dreaming. So she let the tickle go.

Soon it really tickled. Like a bunch of cooties!

In her sleepy fog, Abby thought of cooties. They had tickled her little sister once. Cooties had ended up in Carly’s hair.

Lice. That’s what Mother had called them.

Yuk! Abby shivered.

Now there were more tickles. Lots more. Abby knew she wasn’t dreaming! She had to scratch the tickles away.

Quickly, she crawled out of her sleeping bag. She started to scratch, but the tickles were moving. These were very weird tickles. They were tickles that crawled!

She hoped they weren’t lice. She wanted to scream. But Stacy was sound asleep. She didn’t want to wake up her friend.

Abby turned on her flashlight. She saw the reason for the tickles. They weren’t lice. They were . . .

“Ants!” she hollered.

Stacy sat up and rubbed her eyes. “Wh-a-at?”

“Look! We’ve got ants!” Abby said. She pointed to the little black dots. Crawling dots. Crawling black tickles.

Stacy leaped out of her sleeping bag. She did a little ant dance. “This is worse than a bad dream,” she said.

Ants tickled the floor of the tree house. They crawled up the walls. And all over the windowsill. They even dotted the girls’ pillows.

They were everywhere!

“I’m getting out of here,” Abby said. She picked up her sleeping bag and shook it.

Stacy did, too.

The girls looked all around.

“We must’ve dropped food scraps,” Abby said.

Stacy shined her flashlight around. “But I don’t see any scraps. Just icky black ants!”

The girls tossed their sleeping bags to the ground. They scurried down the tree. Their sleep-over was over.

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