27

WHERE’S THE

BATHROOM?

I flipped open my suitcase and immediately

began to unpack. My sister calls me a

neatnick. That’s because I like to

have everything in its place all the time —

underwear, socks, my Cheeseball the Clown

night-light. I had just finished hanging up

my jacket when I heard a strange rumbling

noise. It was my tummy.

All of a sudden, I felt like my stomach was

about to explode.

“Where’s the bathroom?” I shrieked. “I

have to go!

” I lurched

out into the hall and grabbed the bathroom

doorknob. Rat-munching rattlesnakes! It

wouldn’t open!