Young Scrooge: A Very Scary Christmas Story by R. L. Stine

Young Scrooge: A Very Scary Christmas Story by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R. l.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Horror, Holidays & Celebrations, Christmas & Advent
ISBN: 9781250112316
Google: kVedCwAAQBAJ
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
Published: 2016-09-13T16:46:42.296182+00:00


18

“Of course you do,” I insisted. “They sat near the front and—”

Mr. Dulwich took long strides to his desk. His heavy shoes made the floorboards squeak. He shoved aside some papers on his desk and raised a black notebook.

I stepped up to the desk. “Is that your class list?”

He nodded and shoved the open book toward me. “This is my attendance book. You can see with your own eyes,” he said. “There are no students in my class named Prescott, Benjamin, or Emily-Ann.”

I let my eyes run down the list. He was telling the truth.

I suddenly had a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had to force myself to breathe.

What is going down here?

Mr. Dulwich said something, but my thoughts were too loud. I couldn’t hear him. He squeezed the sleeve of my overcoat. “Young man, I asked you a question. What is your name?”

“Rick. Rick Scroogeman,” I said. “Remember? I’m the new kid. I arrived yesterday?”

He took the attendance book from my hand, and his finger rolled down the list of his students. He took his time, reading carefully.

Finally. He raised his eyes to me. “I’m afraid you aren’t in my class, either, Mr. Scroogeman.”

“But—but—but—” I sputtered like a motorboat. The heavy feeling in my stomach spread to my whole body.

“You should check Mr. Harrison’s class,” he said, closing the book. “Perhaps since you are new—”

“No,” I said. “I’m not in another class. I’m in your class.”

He shrugged. “Sorry. You’re not here.”

“Then where am I?” I cried.

“Nowhere,” he said softly.

And as he said that word, he faded away.

Nowhere.

The word lingered in my mind. And repeated. Nowhere. Nowhere. Nowhere.

Mr. Dulwich vanished slowly, and the classroom faded with him. His desk shimmered and then was gone. The color seeped from the walls until I was surrounded by gray. Solid gray everywhere I turned. The little Christmas tree was the last thing I saw.

And then there I stood, like I was suspended in space, in a solid, silent world of gray … no shades … all the same gray … until I didn’t know if I was seeing or not. Didn’t know if my eyes were open or closed.

Then, when someone grabbed my shoulder, I opened my mouth and screamed.



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