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LET’S GET INVISIBLE!
Goosebumps - 06
R.L. Stine
(An Undead Scan v1.5)
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I went invisible for the first time on my twelfth birthday.
It was all Whitey’s fault, in a way. Whitey is my dog. He’s just a mutt, part
terrier, part everything else. He’s all black, so of course we named him Whitey.
If Whitey hadn’t been sniffing around in the attic…
Well, maybe I’d better back up a bit and start at the beginning.
My birthday was on a rainy Saturday. It was a few minutes before kids would
start arriving for my birthday party, so I was getting ready.
Getting ready means brushing my hair.
My brother is always on my case about my hair. He gives me a hard time because
I spend so much time in front of the mirror brushing it and checking it out.
The thing is, I just happen to have great hair. It’s very thick and sort of a golden
brown, and just a little bit wavy. My hair is my best feature, so I like to make sure it
looks okay.
Also, I have very big ears. They stick out a lot. So I have to keep making sure
that my hair covers my ears. It’s important.
“Max, it’s messed up in back,” my brother, Lefty, said, standing behind me as I
studied my hair in the front hall mirror.
His name is really Noah, but I call him Lefty because he’s the only left-handed
person in our family. Lefty was tossing a softball up and catching it in his left hand.
He knew he wasn’t supposed to toss that softball around in the house, but he always
did it anyway.
Lefty is two years younger than me. He’s not a bad guy, but he has too much
energy. He always has to be tossing a ball around, drumming his hands on the table,
hitting something, running around, falling down, leaping into things, wrestling with
me. You get the idea. Dad says that Lefty has ants in his pants. It’s a dumb
expression, but it sort of describes my brother.
I turned and twisted my neck to see the back of my hair. “It is not messed up,
liar,” I said.
“Think fast!” Lefty shouted, and he tossed the softball at me.
I made a grab for it and missed. It hit the wall just below the mirror with a loud
thud. Lefty and I held our breath, waiting to see if Mom heard the sound. But she
didn’t. I think she was in the kitchen doing something to the birthday cake.
