31-NightoftheLivingDummyII

NIGHT OF THE LIVING DUMMY II Goosebumps - 31 R.L. Stine (An Undead Scan v1.5) 1 My name is Amy Kramer, and every Thursday night I feel a little dumb. That’s because Thursday is “Family Sharing Night” at my house. Sara and Jed think it’s dumb, too. But Mom and Dad won’t listen to our complaints. “It’s the most important night of the week,” Dad says. “It’s a family tradition,” Mom adds. “It’s something you kids will always remember.” Right, Mom. It’s something I’ll always remember as really painful and embarrassing. You’ve probably guessed that on Family Sharing Night, every member of the “Remember that cabin we had in Maine a few summers ago?” Sara replied, tossing back her straight black hair. “The one overlooking the dark rock cliff? I found a snapshot of it, and I tried to paint it.” I suddenly felt really angry and upset. I admit it. I was jealous of Sara. Here she was, about to share another beautiful watercolor. And here I was, rolling a stupid wooden dummy head in my lap. It just wasn’t fair! “You’ll have to come to my room to see it,” Sara was saying. “It’s still wet.” We all stood up and trooped to Sara’s room. ......