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“Nothing,” said Billy.<br />

“Bed time,” said Billy’s mother.<br />

There was a little hatchet by the fireplace. Billy’s father used it for splitting<br />

kindling.<br />

Billy took it to bed with him.<br />

“May I leave the light on?” he asked.<br />

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“You know you’re too big for that,” said Billy’s mother.<br />

Billy’s room was dark.<br />

The house was quiet.<br />

Something was in the closet, thumping. It sounded big.<br />

§§<br />

Billy got out of bed and pushed his dresser against the closet door. It was heavy<br />

and hard to move.<br />

It wasn’t heavy enough, though. At about midnight the dresser began to slide. The<br />

closet door creaked open.<br />

Billy hid under the covers, but the ant knew where to find him. It was as big as a<br />

man. It had a sharp snout and huge pincers. It had long hairy legs. It climbed up<br />

onto the bed and pulled at the covers with its pincers.<br />

It pulled them off.<br />

Billy swung the hatchet. He chopped off two legs but the ant kept coming. Billy<br />

swung again and the ant grabbed the hatchet with its sharp snout and snapped it in<br />

half.<br />

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