My Friend Slappy by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2020-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

“Be scared, Barton,” Slappy said, lowering his voice to a growl. “Be very scared.”

He raised his hands and I froze. I struggled to move my arms, my legs. But he had cast a spell on them or something. I couldn’t move.

He raised his hands higher—and my hands shot up, too.

He made his hands wiggle in the air. And my hands wiggled in the air.

He bent his legs. My legs bent, too.

He was completely controlling me!

“Be scared! Be very scared!” he repeated.

Then he waved his hands in a circle. And I began to dance. A wild tap dance. My shoes clattered over the floor as I danced.

Slappy tossed back his head and laughed. “You’re MY puppet now, Barty, old boy!”

He swung his hands down low. And I collapsed to the floor in a heap.

“You’re MY puppet now. How does it feel?”

I tried to stand up. But he kept me down on the floor.

“Feels awesome!” I said. “What an awesome trick. I love it!”

The dummy’s mouth fell open. He appeared to be speechless.

“Barton, are you afraid to admit that you are terrified?” Slappy said finally.

I shook my head. “I’m not terrified,” I said. “I think you’re funny. We’re going to have a great time. I can’t wait for Travis and Kelly to meet you. This is so much better than I had expected. Slappy, my friend, I can’t wait.”

“Stop calling me friend!” Slappy screamed. “You’re going to be scared of me. Everyone is scared of Slappy! And it’s your turn. It’s your turn, Barton!”

I heard a soft squeak. I turned in time to see the closet door swing open.

I gasped as the first marionette came walking stiffly out of the closet. It was my soldier puppet in a khaki uniform. The puppet walked slowly as if sleepwalking. Its hands were stuck straight in front of it … like a zombie!

Two more of my puppets—a princess and a clown—came marching out of the closet. Their black eyes stared straight ahead of them. Their arms were outstretched as they moved slowly toward me in a line.

And then two more marionettes. All my marionettes were out, alive! Marching stiffly, silently. Wooden puppets brought to life by Slappy.

Again, I struggled to stand up. But a powerful force kept me down on the floor.

The puppets marched in a line and formed a circle around me. Around and around, they moved faster as they circled me.

And then their wooden hands began to move, swinging at me.

Slap slap slap. They slapped my face hard as they marched around me, their bodies stiff, their wooden shoes thumping the floor.

Slap slap. I raised a hand to protect my face. But Slappy forced my hand back down to my side. And the puppets continued to slap me. Harder. Faster.

“Ow!” I cried out in pain. Helpless, I struggled to move away from them.

Slap slap slap slap. My face stung with pain. I opened my mouth in a horrified scream.

I heard the dummy’s high-pitched laugh.

“I knew I could scare you, Barton! But that’s nothing.

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