“Darn. I left something in the car,” the dad said. “Let's go get it.” They all left.
Tony grinned. This was his chance! He scurried forward, eyeing the delectable feast.
“Hey! What's that by the sandwiches?” the boy yelled. “Get it!”
“Uh-oh!” Tony thought. He sprinted as quickly as possible, but it was too late. The girl's shoe squashed him flat.
It ain't easy being an ant.