Goosebumps - 41 - Bad Hare Day by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror & Ghost Stories
Publisher: Scholastic
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Punk? Punk?

Did the great Amaz-O call me a punk?

I couldn’t believe it. I stood staring at the star on the door in shock.

How could Amaz-O talk to me this way? After I volunteered for his disappearing trick—and he left me locked in the basement!

What’s his problem, anyway?

For a few seconds I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. My hero had called me a punk. The greatest magician in the world—and he turned out to be a big fat jerk!

Okay, so he wasn’t fat. But he was the biggest jerk I’d ever met in my whole life.

I hung my head and turned away from the door to leave. Then I saw it again—the big black case.

Amaz-O’s magic kit.

Without thinking, I grabbed the case and ran.

It was heavy and awkward, but I lugged it down the hall as quickly and quietly as I could.

Why am I doing this? I wondered as I burst into the stage area.

I’m still not sure why I did it. I’d gone through so much trouble to get to the show—sneaking out of the house to meet Amaz-O. And then he was so mean to me. Maybe I wanted to get back at him.

It doesn’t matter why I did it. I did it. I stole Amaz-O’s magic tricks.

In the back of my mind, I knew I was headed for trouble.

I paused near the stage. Was Amaz-O following me? I listened.

Not a sound. No one coming. I swallowed hard and started running again.

I passed under the chandelier in the lobby and burst through the front door. I hope Amaz-O was the last person in the club, I thought. I hope there aren’t any guards lurking around.

I didn’t have time to check. I dragged the case across the gravel parking lot toward my bike.

Almost there, I told myself, panting. The parking lot was empty now. The floodlights that lit up the mansion were off. The old house lay hidden in darkness.

It must be really late, I thought. I’d better hurry home.

My bike stood where I’d left it, leaning against a rail.

I was reaching for the handlebars when a voice called “Stop!”

I froze.

I knew I was caught.

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