Children's story number four, Sam and Henry.

Sam was sorry that the school holiday was over, but he was getting rather bored so did not really mind.
"Have you got your cheese sandwiches and pencils?" his mother asked.
"I have lost my pencils," Sam had to admit.
His mother sighed, "You would lose your head if it wasn't screwed on!" she scolded.
As usual Henry the cat was waiting outside the hole, on the off-chance he might catch a mouse dinner.
"Granddad, can you help me by distracting him?" Sam asked.
So while Sam escaped, Granddad ran rings round the cat until he made Henry feel quite dizzy!
Down the ally Sam ran until he came to an old shed, which was where the mouse school was held. Inside he was greeted by all his friends who were already sitting at their desks.
"Late again Sam," Miss Emma Mouse said, looking cross. "No, don't bother to give me the same old excuses. If you want to outwit that cat you will have to run faster."
"He will have to train like they do for the Mouse Olympics," Someone suggested, which made the class laugh.
At plat time Harry Mouse told the others how he had visited the big city to shop with his mother. He painted such a wonderful picture that Sam asked, "Could you please take me on Saturday?"
"I suppose," Harry answered.
Saturday arrived and Henry was having a kip on the settee dreaming of a large plate of fish, so it was easy for Sam to escape. Across the fields the two mice scampered until they came to Mouse City. Sam had never been there before so it really surprised him, though he did not like how crowded it was. They gazed into a shop window where all the different cheeses were on display, which made them feel quite hungry.
Afterwards they wandered into the big shopping area, and guess who was there? Henry of course, who was pretending to be on his best behaviour, because the Mouse Policemen looked scary with their truncheons.
"Oh! No, it's that cat," Harry cried, shaking in his boots.
"Just our luck, he must have followed us," Sam replied, looking round for a way of escape.
As soon as he spotted the two friends Henry's eyes lit up. He ran towards them at full speed, thinking, 'this is going to be a piece of cake; or mouse, whichever way he looked at it.
"Up the escalator!" Harry shouted. The two mice leapt onto the bottom stair just as Henry pounced, leaving him to wonder, would anything ever go right for him?
"This is fun," Sam said, as they moved slowly upwards.
"It won't  be if that cat catches us up," Harry answered fearfully.
When Sam looked round there was Henry right behind them. "Eek! Eek!" he squeaked, "I don't want to be his treat."
"Follow me!" Harry shouted, at the top jumping off the escalator, and then jumping up on to the moving rail going back down. "Come on Sam, jump!" he shouted back. And of course Sam did, not fancying being eaten up by Henry.
They moved downwards clinging to the rail with their tails, Harry happy that they had beaten that cat. But of course Henry was right on their tails, however, being larger than them he was finding it difficult to balance, but still he was no quitter. Swaying about he stretched out his claws and went to grab Harry. "Help!" Harry squeaked, thinking the worst.
As a matter of fact it was Henry who needed the help. He suddenly lost his balance and went flying through the air. There he lay on the shopping centre floor feeling as if all his bones were broken, of course they weren't. The last thing the two mice saw of him was being put in a cat ambulance and driven away.
Sam and Harry joined paws and danced in glee, and everyone joined in. On the way home Sam said, "That was a fun day out, wasn't it?" On considering everything Harry had to agree.
"Well, what have you been up to today?" Granddad demanded.
"Nothing much," Sam answered, because he should not have been in the big city in the first place without permission.

Augustine Nash.