Diary of a Minecraft Zombie Book 2 by Zack Zombie

Author:Zack Zombie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Herobrine Publishing Inc
Published: 2024-06-16T00:00:00+00:00

Thursday

To take my mind off of my bully problem, I thought about Slimey’s birthday party coming up this weekend.

I really love birthday parties at Slimey’s house.

His parents go all out.

But best of all, they’re going to have lots of cake!

My favorite part of the party is always the Piñata.

They always make it into cool shapes.

The Ghast Piñata

This year they made it into the shape of a Ghast.

We get to stuff tissue in our eye sockets and then whack the Piñata with a stick.

One time, we stuffed one of the fat Zombie kids full of candy, and then whacked him with a stick.

It was the funniest thing ever.

The Zombie fat kid was laughing, too, so I guess it didn’t hurt.

As I was getting ready this morning, though, I was shocked.

My face was full of the biggest pimples you ever saw!

But the part that shocked me most was that one of my pimples was shrinking!

Oh man, all of the kids at school are going to see and they’re going to tease me.

“You look like you got a patch of human skin on your face,” They’re going to say.

Or, “Whoa, look at the size of that pimple! It’s so small. Man, I would hate to be you.”

I bet Sally is going to see it, and she’s going to treat me like I got “Hooties.” (Hooties are human cooties by the way.)

I rummaged through the medicine cabinet to see if I had any pimple growing cream.

All I saw was Mom’s make-up kit.

Maybe I can add some make-up to my face to make it look like my pimple is bigger.

I put on everything I could find. But the pimple was still small!

I got an idea, and I got some glue and a marble.

I glued the marble on top of the small pimple, and added make-up on top of it.

Yeah, that’ll do it, I thought.

I just have to keep my head really still until the glue dries. So, no sudden moves and I’ll be OK.

“Hey Honey. Wants some breakfast?” my Mom yelled.

“Sure, what are we having?” I said as I came downstairs.

“Zombie eggs and Mooshroom stew.”

“Again? Man, just for once I would like to have cake for breakfast.”

“What’s that on your face?” Mom asked.

“Uh… I was scratching my pimples a lot yesterday to see if I could get them to grow. And one of them grew really big.”

“Don’t scratch them too much or you might pop them. Remember, you want them to be nice and ripe, and full of pus,” Mom said. “You want to look your best for the party this weekend, don’t you?”

“Sure. OK. Mom.”

I tried to keep my head still as I walked to school.

I was trying to balance myself with my books in one hand and my lunch bag in my other hand.

I was doing pretty good when all of a sudden; I felt something next to my leg.

I wanted to look down, but I couldn’t move my head or the marble would pop out.

Something crawled up my pants leg and into my shirt.

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