Sam Spindle: Page 3 & 4
Dinner time for Sam!
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I walked to the house to the left of where I grew up. There was a window open so I went right in. It was a pretty big place. It smelled like a place that truly needed me. I could make my living getting rid of tons of fruit and house flies.
It sounded like nobody was home. I found a good corner in the living room and started building my trap. I took my time, just like Momma taught me. After about an hour I finished my trap. I was tired, so I found a good spot near the base to relax and wait.
I had fallen asleep quickly. I was startled awake when a house fly shook my trap as it got stuck. I was so hungry I skittered over to it. The fly looked delicious. I quickly wrapped it up and began to prep it. Once it was ready I ate it. It was yummy. One less fly to bother my new roommate or roommates.