6 IT’S ALIVE It was a rumbling sound kind of like the one your stomach makes when you’re feeling hungry But I wasn’t hungry and the sound wasn’t coming from my stomach or any of my other organs It wasn’t coming from me at all
Who was it coming from I was alone in my room at least I was supposed to be My heart started to pound I clutched my covers close and looked around It was dark but there was a little bit of light coming in through the slats of the blinds I could see the shapes of things My bookshelves my desk chair my desk Oh no what was that on my desk My heart pounded even harder But then I remembered my slime pet That’s all it was Phew The room was quiet again Maybe I’d imagined the rumble Maybe it
was part of a dream I didn’t think I’d been dreaming but that can happen sometimes Right when you’re between being awake and asleep you can confuse what’s real and what you made up in your head I let my eyes close again Rumble Rumble Rumble My eyelids flicked back open That was definitely NOT a dream A breeze blew through the window Something fell off my bookshelf and onto the floor It rolled over to the foot of my bed I was ready to scream for Mom or Dad if I had to But first I peeked over the edge of the bed to see what had
