08 - The Girl Who Cried Monster by R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead)

Author:R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead)
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Published: 2011-04-06T07:00:00+00:00

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So, once again my wonderful parents refused to believe me.

I tried to describe what I had seen from my hiding place in the library. But Mom just shook her head. Dad said I had a great imagination. Even Randy refused to be scared. He told Mom and Dad how he had scared me with his stupid papier-mâché monster head.

I practically begged them to believe me.

But Mom said I was just lazy. She said I was making up the story about Mr. Mortman so I could get out of the Reading Rangers program and wouldn’t have to read any more books this summer.

When she said that, I got really insulted, of course. I yelled something back. And it ended up with all of us growling and snapping at each other, followed by me storming up to my room.

Slumped unhappily on my bed, I thought hard about my predicament.

I could see that they were never going to believe me.

I had told too many monster stories, played too many monster jokes.

So, I realized, I needed someone else to tell my parents about Mr. Mortman. I needed someone else to see Mr. Mortman become a monster. I needed someone else to believe the truth with me.

Aaron.

If Aaron came along with me and hid in the library and saw Mr. Mortman eat flies and turtles with his bulging head—then Aaron could tell my parents.

And they’d believe Aaron.

They had no reason not to believe Aaron. He was a serious, no-nonsense guy. My most serious, no-nonsense friend.

Aaron was definitely the answer to my problem.

Aaron would finally make my parents realize the truth about Mr. Mortman.

I called him immediately.

I told him I needed him to come hide in the library and spy on Mr. Mortman.

“When?” he asked. “At your next Reading Rangers meeting?”

“No. I can’t wait a whole week,” I said, whispering into the phone, even though my parents were downstairs and there was no one around. “How about tomorrow afternoon? Just before closing time. Around five.”

“It’s too dumb,” Aaron insisted. “I don’t think I want to.”

“I’ll pay you!” I blurted out.

“How much?” he asked.

What a friend!

“Five dollars,” I said reluctantly. I never save much of my allowance. I wondered if I still had five dollars in my drawer.

“Well, okay,” Aaron agreed. “Five dollars. In advance.”

“And you’ll hide with me and then tell my parents everything you see?” I asked.

“Yeah. Okay. But I still think it’s dumb.” He was silent for a moment. “And what if we get caught?” he asked after a while.

“We’ll be careful,” I said, feeling a little chill of fear.

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