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.
Al final del segundo capítulo, nuestra protagonista, Kat, y su perro fiel y miedoso, Killer, habían encontrado una vieja y sucia esponja debajo del fregadero. Pero las esponjas no son peligrosas. ¿O sí? Hoy nos toca leer el tercer capítulo.
🎃Chapter 3🎃
“Uh? What is it, Kat?” shouted Daniel. I just stood there shocked, looking intently at the little sponge. “Maybe my eyes are playing a joke on me”, I murmured. “It’s so weird!” “Come on, Kat!” insisted Daniel. “What is it?” I inspected the sponge a little more. “Wow!” I gasped. My eyes weren’t tricking me. The round sponge was moving in my hand, gently and slowly, inward and outward, inward and outward at a lazy rhythm. As if it were breathing! Nevertheless, sponges don’t breathe. Or do they? This one was definitely breathing! That was a fact! I could even hear its shortness of breath: Gua-ah. Gua-ah. “Daniel! I don’t think this is just a sponge”, I stuttered. “I think it’s alive!” I chucked it into the cabinet beneath the sink. I must admit. I was a bit scared. My brother put his hands on his hips. “That is a really bad joke”, he mocked. “But, Daniel… I started to say. “I’m not going to fall for that, Kat.” “It’s an old sponge”, he insisted smiling. “An old, dirty sponge that probably has been there for a hundred years.” “Okay, don’t believe me!” I exclaimed. “When I’m famous for having discovered this thing, I won’t say you’re my brother.” Mom walked in carrying a pile of winter coats. I knew that she would believe me. “Mom!” I shouted. “The sponge! It’s alive!” “Okay, sweetie”, she murmured. “Only a couple more things to carry.” “Now, where did I put that box with the silverware?” My mom was acting as if she hadn’t even heard me! “Mom!” I started again, in a louder voice this time. “The sponge! Beneath the sink! It’s breathing!” She ignored me and continued walking through the kitchen; then, she left out the backyard door. Nobody cared about my amazing discovery. Except Killer. He seemed really interested. Maybe too interested. Killer lowered his neck, put his head inside the cabinet, looked fixedly at the sponge… and growled a deep growl. Grrrr. Grrrr. Why was he growling again? Killer touched the sponge with his damp nose. He gave it a shove and continued sniffing it. He turned to look at me for a moment, with an expression of surprise on his dog face. Grrrr. Grrrr. Killer opened his mouth and grabbed the sponge with his teeth. “Hey, that’s not food!” I shouted, grabbing him by the collar and taking him out of the kitchen sink cabinet. “That could be an important discovery.” I turned toward my brother. “You see, Daniel? Killer knows that it’s alive”, I insisted. “I’m serious. It’s not a trick.” “Come closer… I promise you’ll see it breathe.” Daniel smiled with satisfaction as if he didn’t believe me. Nevertheless, he stuck his head inside the cabinet. “Hey, Wow! You might be right”, he admitted. He came out of there and looked at me. “I think it’s alive! And I also think… it’s mine!” After saying that, he crouched down and went inside the cabinet to grab the sponge. “No way!” I protested. I grabbed him by the back part of his shirt and I pulled him. “I saw it first.” “The sponge belongs to me!” He broke free and crouched down again. “Finders keepers, losers weepers!” he shouted. I was going to grab him again. But before I could even touch him. Daniel let out a hair-raising, spine-chilling, terrifying scream of pain. 😱🧽