Story 13. Not Messy Anymore.
My uncle is very messy.
One time my aunt went away for a few weeks.
There was no one to clean up his mess anymore.
The days passed, and the house got messier and messier.
On Saturday he was going to a very big football game.
He looked for his ticket, but he could not find it anywhere.
He thought, well, I'll just buy a new ticket.
But he could not find his wallet.
After looking for a while, he found it.
He was about to leave when he realized that he couldn't find his car key, or even his key to the house.
In the end, he missed the game and was very upset.
When my aunt came home, she found the house perfectly clean.
Surprised, she asked him, Who cleaned up the mess?
They both laughed when he said, I did.
You know how much I hate a mess.
