Nightmare Room 05 - Dear Diary I'm Dead by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

“Ten … fifteen … twenty …”

After the Junior Olympics, I stayed in the bleachers to count the money I had won. The total came to thirty-five dol ars.

Not a bad day’s work.

I jammed the wad of fives into my jeans pocket and zipped my denim jacket up to my chin. I shivered.

What a cold, dreary day. The sky had been dul and gray al afternoon. The ground was stil drenched from the heavy rains last night.

A cold wind kept gusting, swirling, blowing so hard, the bleachers behind the school trembled.

Leaning into the wind, I made my way into the school building. I had spent al afternoon watching the Junior Olympics. Cashing in big-time.

Now I had to pick up my backpack from my locker and walk home.

Walk home without climbing up onto the roof of the school.

This is one diary prediction that wil not come true, I decided.

I waved to Tessa, who stood talking to a group of girls.

Tessa made a face and turned away from me. She was steamed because she lost ten dol ars to me betting that the broad jump wouldn’t be a tie.

Ha-ha. My diary is better than yours! I thought.

I had been thinking about the diary al day.

Of course, I didn’t understand it. I didn’t understand how it worked, how it knew the future.

It was kind of magical. It was total y scary.

But, so far, finding it was the best thing that had ever happened to me.

The next Ravens basketbal game is tomorrow, I suddenly remembered. I know the score of the game wil be waiting for me in tomorrow’s diary entry.

I could feel the wad of five-dol ar bil s in my jeans. Maybe I’l let the guys win a few dol ars at first, I thought. Just so they don’t get suspicious when I total y clean them out again.

Yes, the diary was definitely great. Awesome. Fantastic.

If only it didn’t bring any more bad news.

I felt a cold tingle of fear. Was the diary also evil?

I stopped in front of my locker. I shivered again. A frightening thought rol ed through my mind.

What if the diary was causing these bad things to happen?

What if it wasn’t just reporting what happened the next day? What if it was causing me to be hit by a car? What if the diary forced me to jump off the roof?

No. No way.

I shook my head hard, as if trying to shake that thought from my mind.

What a crazy idea.

That little book can’t force me to do anything, I decided.

I am a free person. I have a mind of my own. I can decide what to do and what not to do.

No book can tel me what to do!

I swung my backpack over my shoulders and jogged out the back door of the school. The sky was even darker. Another storm was on its way. The air felt cold and wet.

I saw a couple of guys tossing a footbal back and forth at the edge of the playground. Their shoes sloshed in the wet grass.

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