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Amy in a Jar
Chiller 24
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It was at the dinner table that night that I first started to feel
sick. It wasn't an upset stomach, or anything like that. I just felt
funny, like I wasn't getting enough air. Then it felt like the room
was starting to close in on me. Sitting in our big dining room, I
felt just like I was trapped, like a bug... in a jar!
Somehow, in some way, part of me
was trapped in Kelly's glass jar! I
forced myself to stay calm and hoped
that the feeling would pass, but it didn't.
It only got worse. I started to feel hot.
Real hot. I didn't want to tell Mom or
Dad what was happening because I
knew they wouldn't believe me. I had to
see Janie. She'd know what to do.
"Mom, Dad, I have to go over to
Janie's house," I blurted out.
"Now?" Mom asked. "Why now?
Won't you see her at school
tomorrow?"
"Yeah, but... but I just remembered that I left my arithmetic
workbook over at her house."
I felt bad about fibbing to my folks like that, but this was kind
of an emergency. After promising to hurry right back, I took off
for Janie's house. Even though it's only a couple blocks away, I
was gasping and dizzy by the time I got there. I rang the doorbell
and was glad that Janie answered the door and not Kelly.
"Amy, what are you doing here?" Janie asked.
"You have to help me," I panted. "Your sister... she really...
put me in... that jar!"
"That's crazy."
"Yeah, I know. But... remember what she said... about putting
on the lid? Somehow she trapped me... I can't breathe... I'm
burning up... Janie... help me, please!"
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