May 2, 2015
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It's summer and you know what that means...
Followers beware, you're in for a scare!
Which Goosebumps books were your favorite to read at night during your childhood summers? Did you have nightmares over the terror at Camp Jellyjam? Or were you paranoid that your dad was a walking and talking plant?
IT'S A NO SNOOZE SITUATION!
The two guys ran straight for me. Who were they? I didn't know. But I didn't stop to think. I jumped to my feet and ran as fast as I could. I glanced back. Were they chasing me? "Stop him!" one of them shouted. Lacie stepped in front of them, blocking their path. "Thanks, Lacie," I whispered. I hurried out of the playground. I raced through the strange neighborhood, trying to remember how to get home. A few blocks from school I stopped to catch my breath. No sign of the two guys. No sign of Lacie, either. I hope she's all right, I thought. They didn't seem to want to hurt her. They wanted to hurt me. But why? The day before, a bully had said he wanted to get me after school. But today, in my new, weird world, I hadn't seen him. Neither of the guys in black was that bully. Just two new bullies. I've got to get help, I realized. I don't know what's happening. But it's all too much for me. And it's too frightening. I hardly know who I am. I drifted through the streets until I finally found my way home. "Mom" and "Dad" were out. The front door was locked. I climbed in through the kitchen window. My real mother was gone. My brother and sister and even my dog were gone. But there must be someone else I know, I thought. Somebody, somewhere, who can help me. Maybe my real mom went somewhere else. Maybe she's visiting relatives or something. I decided to try Aunt Margaret and Uncle Andy. I dialed Aunt Margaret's number. "Uncle Andy!" I cried. "It's me, Matt!" The voice said, "Who is this?" "Matt!" I repeated. "Your nephew!" "I don't know any Matt," the main said gruffly. "You must have dialed the wrong number." "No - Uncle Andy, wait!" I shouted. "My name isn't Andy," the man snarled. He hung up. I stared at the phone, stun ned. The man didn't sound like Uncle Andy at all. I guess I did dial wrong, I thought. I tried the number again. "Hello?" It was the same man again. This time I tried a new approach. "Is Andy Amsterdam there, please?" "You again! There's no Andy here, kid," the man said. "Wrong number." He slammed the phone in my ear. I tried not to panic. But my han ds were shaking. I dialed information. "What listing, please?" the operator said. "Andrew Amsterdam," I said. "Checking," said the operator. A minute later she said, "I'm sorry. We have no listing under that name." "Maybe if I spell it for you," I insisted. "A-m-s-" "I've already checked, sir. There's no one listed under that name." "Could you try Margaret Amsterdam, then?" "There's no one named Amsterdam listed at all, sir." My heart started racing as I hung up. This can't be happening, I thought. There must be somebody I know, somewhere! I won't give up. I'll try my cousin Chris. I called Chris' number. Somebody else answered. It was as if Chris didn't exist. Or Uncle Andy, or my mother, or anybody I knew. How could my whole family disappear? The only person I knew was Lacie. But I couldn't call her. I didn't know her last name. The front door opened. The woman who called herself my mother bustled in, carrying shopping bags. "Matt, darling! What are you doing home in the middle of the day?" "None of your beeswax," I snapped. "Matt! Don't be so rude!" she scolded. I shouldn't have been rude to her, I guess. But what difference did it make? She wasn't my real mother anyway. My real mother had disappeared off the face of the earth. I shuddered. I realized I was totally alone in the world. I didn't know anyone - not even my parents!
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