Que trata del libro de terror escrito por R.L. Stine
Lectura en inglés justo a tiempo para el mes de octubre. Lector, ¿estás listo para el horror? It Came from Beneath the Sink! (¡Lo Encontramos Debajo Del Fregadero!) es un libro de terror de la serie de libros Goosebumps (Escalofríos en español) escrita por el autor estadounidense R.L. Stine. Es una historia fácil de leer, divertida e ideal para iniciarse en la lectura.
¡Qué susto me llevé cuando al final del primer capítulo, esa garra peluda y oscura sujetó la mano de Kat. ¿Sobrevivirá nuestra protagonista? ¿Podrá escapar de las garras de la criatura? ¿Qué pasará? ¿Quién sabe? Por eso tendremos que seguir leyendo. Hoy nos toca leer el segundo capítulo. 😱
🎃Chapter 2🎃
“Daniel! You scared me to death!” I shouted. I gave him a jab in the back. Laughing uncontrollably, my brother took off the stupid rat costume that he had insisted on packing. “You should’ve seen your face!” he shouted. “You know what? I’m going to start calling you Scaredy-Kat!” “Ha, ha. Very funny” I replied looking up. Did I mention that Daniel also thinks he’s the king of jokes? Suddenly I remembered what my brother was supposed to be doing. “Dad asked you to find Killer. Where is he?” “I didn’t have to find him.” Daniel replied mockingly. “He was never lost.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “I tied him up in the basement.” he said proudly. “While you were on the porch, I came in through the side door and I hid under the kitchen sink.” “You really are a true rat!” I exclaimed. I heard a gentle, odd tap on the linoleum floor. “What is that noise?” I asked. Daniel’s mouth opened wide. “Oh no it’s a real rat!” he screamed. “Kat look, watch out, move!” Without even thinking, I jumped on top of a chair, at the same time that… Killer came running into the kitchen. Daniel let out a loud laugh. “You fell for the same trick twice!” he was so proud of himself. I pounced on my brother, ready to tickle him. “Prepare to die!” I shouted. “Stop! Help! No!” he gasped. “Kat, please. Stop, please. No… I can’t… take it!” “Do you give up?” I asked. Daniel nodded. “Yes!” he said panting and laughing. “Alright”, I said generously. “You can get up now.” “Thanks!” he said. “Hey, what’s Killer doing over there?” “No way I’m falling for one of your tricks again”, I declared. Nevertheless, when I looked back, the cocker spaniel seemed to be interested in something that was in the cabinet under the sink that I had left open. The dog moved away, then sniffed. He pushed it with his nose and growled. “That’s weird”, I thought. Killer never growls. “What’s there, boy?” I said calling him. The dog didn’t even turn around. Woof… woof… woof… rrr. I moved closer to get a better view. “What is it, Kat?” asked Daniel. “It’s no big deal” I replied indifferently. “I think it’s just an old sponge.” Woof… woof… woof… rrr. The sponge looked totally normal… small, round, with a light-brown color. A little bigger than an egg. Nevertheless, Killer was excited and nervous because of it. The dog danced around it, barking and growling. I took the sponge from him to see it better. And my sweet dog tried to bite me! “Killer!” I yelled. “Bad boy!” He curled up in a corner. And with a howl of embarrassment, he lay down with his head on his paws. I held the sponge close to my face, in order to inspect it better. “Wow! Wait a second!” All of a sudden I understood Killer’s strange behavior. “Daniel… look at this!” I exclaimed. “Wow! I can’t BELIEVE IT!” 😱