I walked very slumpishly into my house.
"What's wrong Junie B?" asked mother,
I sighed loudly, "well mother, you see I have the preston. Just like uncle Jorge"
"The preston?" She asked, "you mean deprssion?"
"Um yeah," said me, "that's what I said."
She stared at me for a real long time. "Junie B. Jones you do not have depression."
I sighed very loudly again, because that woman does not understand me, that is why.
"Okay honey, why are you 'depressed"'
"Because mOTHER today I tried killing That Meanie Jim using the power of NOSE MILK, but he came back from the dead okay!!! That is why. Now if you will excuse me I am going to my room now"
Then I zoomed out of there speedy quick.
I sat very glumly on my bed. "How come he just came back from the dead" I wondered out loud,
GASP
I realized what had happened
That Meanie Jim had turned into a ghostie!!!
I sat up a little bit straighter.
Because I had an idea, that is why.
I turned to Teddy
"Hey Teddy do you know how to get rid of ghosties?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer.
"No Junie B, I do not. Do you know?"
I smiled very proudly
"As a matter of fact, I do, you use..."
I stared at them waiting
Because that is called using suspenders, that is why.
"YOU USE A VACUUM!!! That is how!!!"
All my stuffed animals appluaded me,
"Wow Junie B! Your such a genius!!!" Teddy hollared.
"Thanks teddy, J know." I replied with an extra joyful grin.
Now its time for what law and order would call, "fase 2"
