The Nightmare Room #5: Dear Diary, I'm Dead by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Social Themes, Juvenile Fiction, Horror, Mysteries & Detective Stories, General
ISBN: 9780061756993
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-10-06T00:00:00+00:00

DEAR DIARY,

The eighth-graders had their Junior Olympics at

the running track in back of school today. The track

was still wet from all the rain last night. Runners kept

slipping and falling, and a couple of kids really cut up

their knees.

The wind was blowing like a hurricane. Some of the

javelin throwers had their javelins come flying back at

them! It was a mess, but we seventh-graders got out

of school all day to watch them. So we thought it was

terrific.

The blue team won every single event. Except for

the broad jump, which was a tie.

“Excellent!” I cried out loud. I set the diary down

and pumped my fist above my head.

I hope Chip and Shawn and the other guys bring

lots of money to school tomorrow! I’m going to win it

all! All!

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They won’t believe that Blue can win every event.

And then, when I bet them the broad jump is a tie,

I’ll clean them out!

Thinking about all the bets I would win really

cheered me up. I could forgive the diary for the car

accident. I suddenly didn’t feel as scared of it. The

little book was going to make me rich!

I raised it close and began to read the rest of

tomorrow’s entry. . . .

Tessa keeps giving me a hard time. I can’t tell if

she is teasing me or not.

She keeps saying that I’m doing things just to

make my diary more interesting than hers. She says

I’ll do anything to win our bet.

It isn’t true at all. But what is Tessa going to

think when she hears the crazy thing I did after

school?

Huh? After school?

My heart started to pound. As I gripped the diary,

my hands were suddenly cold and wet.

What did I do after school?

I bent over the diary and read. . . .

You should have heard the screams. Everyone was

in a total panic.

Maybe a hundred kids were watching me, and

more were running over from the playground.

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I heard kids shouting all down the block and out to

the street.

What an adventure!

I don’t even remember climbing up onto the roof of

the school building. But there I was, teetering on the

roof edge at the gutter.

And then, it’s hard to believe—but I did it. I

flapped my arms like a bird and jumped off the roof.

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