 The Big Toe A boy was digging at the edge of the garden when he saw a big toe He tried to pick it up, but it was stuck to something So he gave it a good hard jerk and it came off in his hand Then he heard something grown and scamper away The boy took the toe into the kitchen and showed it to his mother It looks nice and plump, she said. I'll put it in the soup and we'll have it for supper That night his father carved the toe into three pieces and they each had a piece Then they did the dishes and when it got dark they went to bed The boy fell asleep almost at once, but in the middle of the night a sound awakened him It was something out in the street. It was a voice and it was calling to him Where is my toe? It groaned When the boy heard that he got very scared, but he thought It doesn't know where I am. It will never find me Then he heard the voice once more. Only now it was closer Where is my To It groaned The boy pulled the blankets over his head and closed his eyes I'll go to sleep. He thought that when I wake up it will be gone But soon he heard the back door open and again he heard the voice Where is my To Then the boy heard footsteps move through the kitchen Into the dining room into the living room into the front hall Then slowly they climbed the stairs Closer and closer they came soon. They were in the upstairs hall Now they were outside his door Where is my The voice groaned his door open Shaking with fear he listened as the footsteps slowly moved through the dark toward his bed Then they stopped voice groaned