The Nightmare Room #4: Liar Liar by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R. L.]
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Social Issues, Juvenile Fiction, Ages 9-12 Fiction, Children's Books, Social Issues - General, Children: Grades 3-4, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Mysteries; Espionage; & Detective Stories, Horror & Ghost Stories, Horror stories, Honesty, Twins, Horror tales
ISBN: 9780064409025
Publisher: New York : Avon Books, 2000.
Published: 2010-05-01T17:27:17+00:00

I spun to fight him off.

But my leg caught on the side of the house.

He grabbed my arm with both hands. And to my

shock, pulled me back into the room.

I landed on the floor, breathing hard, my body

bathed in a cold sweat.

He stared down at me, a crooked smile on his

face. My crooked smile.

“Did you think I was going to push you out?” he

asked, breathing hard.

“Well . . . maybe,” I muttered.

I climbed slowly to my feet. I stood facing him,

tensed and ready.

“I’d love to push you out,” he said, squinting at

me angrily. “But the fall wouldn’t kill you. And I have

to get you out of here—out of here for good.”

“So why didn’t you let me go out the window?” I

demanded.

“You wouldn’t get very far,” he said menacingly.

“What do you mean?” I demanded.

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“You don’t understand. You don’t know anything,”

my twin said, shaking his head. “I guess I have no

choice. I have to explain it all before you go.”

“But I’m not going,” I said firmly, crossing my

arms in front of me. “You are going. You are the one

who doesn’t belong.”

He made a disgusted face and motioned for me to

sit down.

I dropped down tensely on the edge of the bed.

He tugged off the white robe and tossed it into the

closet. Then he pulled out the desk chair and sat on

it backward, resting his hands on its back.

“This is your own fault,” he said bitterly. He

glanced to the door. I guessed he was making sure it

was closed.

“My own fault?” I cried. “What are you talking

about?”

“You told a lot of lies—didn’t you!” he accused.

“You lied and lied and lied. You told so many lies,

you broke the fabric of truth and reality!”

“I didn’t lie that much!” I protested.

“Ross, you lied so much, you lost all track of

what’s real and what isn’t real,” he continued. “You

slipped into a parallel world. Into a whole different

reality. Out of your world—into my world.”

I jumped to my feet. “Are you crazy?” I shouted.

“What are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you learn about parallel worlds?” my twin

asked. “What kind of school do you go to? We study

that in fourth grade.”

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“You’re totally crazy,” I muttered, dropping back

onto the bed.

“Well, didn’t you notice things are a little different

here?” my twin demanded. “Didn’t you notice that

things are almost the same—but not quite?”

“Well . . . yeah,” I replied.

My twin climbed to his feet. He shoved the chair

back under the desk. “You lied and lied until you lost

your reality,” he said.

“No—” I said.

“Now you’re in a world where you don’t belong.

And it’s your fault. All your fault.”

“How do you know?” I screamed. “What makes

you the expert? How do you know anything about

me?”

“Because I am you!” he shouted back. “I’m Ross

Arthur in this reality, in this world. And you don’t

belong here! You’re an Intruder. A dangerous

Intruder. You can’t stay!”

“No!” I cried again. “You’re not Ross—I am!” I

screamed.

But I knew I didn’t belong here.

I couldn’t belong here. Too many weird things

had happened. Things I couldn’t explain.

My twin said I broke the fabric of reality. But that

sounded totally crazy.

Was I really in a parallel world?

My head began to throb.

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