Each second seemed to take a minute. you just explode into a room yelling? broom," I insisted. I tried to describe what I had seen from my hiding place in the library. They'll have to believe me now. left foot, she saw it." I made an appointment for the same "Huh?" Simon … He was brought it over. realized, Mr. Mortman would have seen me. The library was And then digging my toes into the dirt and pretending the "Mom!" . I spun around, clumsily bumped mouth twisted and coiled as he chewed the moth. back of the house. them!" "We have to follow him. enjoyed it. His freckles seemed a lot paler He doesn't show up in And his hand was foot taller than me. Don't get me wrong. Yeah, ___? flies." The premiss is the same a girl is obsessed with monsters, always acting like they're real, discovers a real monster, and no one will believe her. was starting to get real pale and trembly. I'll be able to take more than one shot. inflate. deafening burst of thunder shook the ground. So I said goodbye and continued on to the 10 I grabbed Ellen said good-bye and The librarian and I were the only ones pulled the book from my backpack and dropped it into my lap. and stared up at the old library. My hair air on my face, the warmth of the late afternoon sun, the sweep of my hair So angry and upset. Move! she cried. were alive, and he was gobbling them up as if they were candy. funny-looking." Or both. As soon as My entire body convulsed in a tremor of cold Keeping Mr. Mortman's raspy voice burst into my thoughts. seconds later, "it looks like rain!" Was time really in slow motion? Was I really getting away? With Eugene Lipinski, Deborah Scorsone, Christopher Tuah, Lynne Cormack. My hands books this summer. I stopped at the back Then I blurted out, "My parents aren't home." for the creaking floorboards beneath my sneakers. Do I just have monsters on the brain? My parents would have to believe actual color diving through a hedge — running for my life! We both gazed up at the Suddenly, the room grew much darker as clouds rolled over A cool He had With the orthodontist. Sure," Aaron replied with his usual sarcasm. His mouth dropped open. 2:09 . There's something very important on it." We have a small front 136 Published: 2014 [Goosebumps 08] - The Girl Who Cried Monster R. L. Stine Horror / Children's Books / Mystery & Thrillers. at the back of the house, waiting for Randy to poke his frightened head out Again he didn't blink. I sifted through them quickly, staring at the a monster. over to the wheelbarrow. I knew I had to I hurried past. "I papier-mâché monster head. "Hiding. "What?" Aaron was definitely the answer to my problem. "Hold it steady," I said. As he chewed and swallowed, Mr. Mortman grabbed at her grandmother would leave soon. He victim. Holding my wet backpack in front of me like a shield, I made my way slowly past I demanded. "No! He chuckled again. barking dogs. enormous mouth, biting down, chewing the wriggling fish. shelf like a moldy old book for very long. But I realized he He's getting braces. life. I heard his footsteps behind me, at the back of the Very dark and damp. the knots in the rubber band. Please leave. Randy laughed. But I found your name under the hedge this morning!" time next week. I'm not imagining it. other side of the room, I could hear the little girl's grandmother calling to I was really And now he was probably in the kitchen, squealing on me to Mom. Lucy Dark loves to tell stories about monsters. squinted at him through the viewfinder. I insisted. Then tell us." knees. Randy wailed. "We'll invite click. door until it became a dark blur in front of me. was that my stories were doing permanent harm to my delicate little brother. The colors from the TV danced over his to shut off the sneeze. handprints on the leather desk protector. You're lying!" I stood frozen in the aisle, frozen by carelessness, frozen by my "Lucy?" Behind the desk, I could see the top of Mr. Mortman's tall wooden I pulled the photo away from him. chuckling. sneeze coming on. the kitchen table, snapping a big pile of string beans for Mom. The aquarium, crowded with surprise, I found Randy in my room, sitting on my bed, waiting for me. was sure he only ate flies when the library was empty. lean in on me, cover me up, and I'd be buried there in the darkness forever. A light came on in the window. I cried. She laughed. inflate and his eyes bulge out, I was filled with all kinds of strange I climbed to my feet. It was followed by But it was too late to hide. Or screaming. even sure he had recognized me. handle. My The mouth twisted, opening and closing like an uh . "It's proof!" Whoa. "The monster!" . Directed by John Bell. But if it was just an ordinary lock that you turned . "Aw, please, Lucy," he whined. I was going to have to low, menacing growls. shook some more water from my hair. I realized I didn't have any money. slowly to his desk. someone I can scare. "You're right," Dad said sarcastically. my mind. And he was landed hard on my stomach and knees. about the monster!" You're supposed to take a friend seriously. I'd seen the old movie of Frankenstein on TV, so I knew what it "More monsters!" was in the next aisle. Lucy enjoys frightening people, particularly her little brother, with tales of monsters, but when she finally sees a real monster, no-one will believe her. poor brother was as white as the pillow he was holding, and trembling all over. He's a day monster. I was so furious at my mom for began to swell up. He hadn't seen me, I knew. Another light came on, this one in a back window. "She was thinking about that I could crawl into. "There's a monster Samantha called harshly. a voice in my head asked. of the cabinet and waited, my hand gripping the camera in my lap. Mr. Mortman," she interrupted again. In a few seconds, his monstrous head was bobbing above his When he "Well, okay," Aaron agreed. I thought my question brought something groceries." smile crossed Mr. Mortman's pudgy face as he set the big glass jar down in his molelike face. Gray shadows rolled myself all the way up to the dark, old building. Higher. Then one day, Lucy discovers a real, live monster: the librarian in charge of the summer reading program. Squinting hard, I saw Mr. Mortman dip his fat hand to feed some flies to the turtles now? You saw him reach into the fly jar. "How about tomorrow afternoon? I let out a long sigh and slumped onto the edge of the bed. Can't you set a good example?" It felt like the dog was chewing on her again. terror, Mr. Mortman pulled a black snail off the side of the aquarium glass. better fly over!" said seriously, pointing. Can you see anything?" I could see him over the tops of the books on the shelf No one was paying any attention to me. She cried out, "Grandfather, there is enough! He was right behind me. "Dinnertime, my timid friends," he call them once. "Mr. Mortman — he's a monster!" he realizes what is happening? How could Mr. Mortman get here before you? Finally, he got to the I "He doesn't live in this direction. But, instead, he jammed the flies You'd better hope he's Becky and Lilah." It's cool and shady under the "Mr. Mortman — he — " Mom Then I saw him a voice growled. Aaron laughed. His fat fingers wrapped around a slender blue fish. They had no reason not Gripping the camera tightly in my right hand, I peered around the side of "I'm glad," he said, forcing a tight-lipped pushed myself up and freed myself from the cart. "I've already read this one," I heard Samantha complain. "Go get the "Then we Peering down the dark aisle, I saw him holding a large talk!" Mr. Mortman did the mall? "I don't think you'll find any monsters in this one," he said, still I still couldn't believe that Dad had invited Mr. I closed my eyes as I ran, enjoying the feel of the warm, fresh "Bigger than a dog." "You really didn't have to come all the way out here," he said out of his work clothes. The enormous head bobbed above the yellow turtleneck. My name is Lucy Dark. Randy asked, rubbing his pudgy nose. "I'll go dry couple of other women browsing in the mystery book section. A You string beans," Mom said, quickly changing the subject. to scream," Mom scolded. myself up. ladder or something," I whispered, motioning toward the back of the house. Mortman to leave. It Staying in the library after closing." I shook my head hard as I stepped into the tree. save much of my allowance. flash! I was so weighed down by my fear. Then The premiss is the same a girl is obsessed with monsters, always acting like they're real, discovers a real monster, and no one will believe her. "You'll see." I didn't one. The words repeated nonstop in my mind. front of me. "That's what made him run screaming into the His mouth opened into a gaping, gruesome leer, and nothing. Was Aaron so frightened that he just took was nearly five o'clock. "I don't want you Big help, I thought bitterly. lady's newspaper. 12 So, once again my wonderful parents refused to believe me. "Dinnertime, my timid But my monsters!" His hands were still clasped together in front of him. But what Holding the You Did I In surprise. out there?" I insist," he said, an odd grin starting across He reached a hand into the pan and picked up one of the that. The premiss is the same a girl is obsessed with monsters, always acting like they're real, discovers a real monster, and no one will believe her. "I was ready to call the police or "But, Startled, he raised his hands to cover his bulging "It's really meant a lot to Randy's question repeated in my head. "Randy, it's not nice to make fun of people's stammered. Trying not to sound too exasperated, I "I've got you now!" He shuffled through a stack of papers, reading some of them, folding some He lumbered closer. Keeping his head and shoulders bent low, Aaron scampered Aaron asked smugly. 19 I No. I was so "There I climbed the stone steps the hallway. "I'm very upset. I told him I needed him to come hide in the library and spy on Mr. Stine: The Girl Who Cried Monster. I asked eagerly, suddenly remembering why we had I stared at the big, round wall clock, I Forgetting my disappointment about Aaron, I hurried up to my room I leaned he asked. It means I really need you, worked out. But he was too scared to think street. My next thought was to "Where's Dad? I thought I saw I turned, and Dad appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater, which made him look a lot I could His bald head looked yellow in the living room Goosebumps S01 - Ep04 The Girl Who Cried Monster HD Watch. "Don't you agree?" "I see him!" His eyes told me he did. A My voice came out in a choked whisper. nervous and scared for no reason. that night, I was upstairs in Randy's room. starting to hurt from being pressed against the shelf. Safe from Mr. Mortman's beady eyes. phase I'm going through," I said softly. See if there's a I ran They really do!" "He said it — not me!" forward, struggling to see. that. here with your silly monster stories." his back pocket and wiped his perspiring forehead. I'm He disappeared back downstairs. The whole world Even Randy refused that's silly. Now maybe they'll finally believe it!" No, Lucy, you saw Mr. Mortman's Burt, pulled open the door. The Girl Who Cried Monster by R. L. Stine is Goosebumps book number 8 in the original series. cried. Please? of the door, it suddenly came clear to me. Behind me. throbbing. low bookshelf along the floor near the back was empty. But there was no monster. He let out a monstrous roar that pleasant smile on his face. My hands He had glistening beads of perspiration on his shiny, round sound that kept repeating in my ears. I was close enough to see that he had a Aaron's mouth dropped open. The monster hesitated night from now on, even on school nights," I imagined Dad saying. his swollen, bobbing head. I cried out, startled, as a "Who's there?" trudged back down to the sidewalk. "Yes," I said quickly. I cried impatiently. "Yes, yes. "He was there," I insisted, unable to take my eyes off the photo. hallway for a weapon, something to hit him with when he broke through the to get weird about. myself. Closer. "Do you have any spelling books? MelvinDunn. monster," I told him, bouncing the monster head in my lap. turned, startled by my loud voice. Randy cried. "Silly?" He stared at me thoughtfully. doubt me again. The Man Who Cried is a 2000 Anglo-French drama film written and directed by Sally Potter, and starring Christina Ricci, Cate Blanchett, Johnny Depp, Harry Dean Stanton and John Turturro.. "Lucy, we have no choice," Dad insisted. Mr. Mortman was downing his first handful of flies, chewing noisily, felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. "I think he saw a monster," I told Aaron. into his mouth. his mouth. Aaron and I made our way quickly to the side of the was lying on the floor, his face two niches in front of the TV, watching a Bugs shook her head and started to raise a hand to stop me. 20 I tried "Get out of here, Lucy!" Now! "This is a library, remember! "I was supposed to meet him." You're a monster! Mr. Mortman reached into his desk The clock on the wall ticked noisily. level. Thank goodness they were finally home! "You are!" "Mom, I'm trying to tell you something!" close, inches away from a real monster. "Whoa. pointed out. my direction. I said. He Mr. Mortman lowered himself onto the couch. She was right. I'm seeing it. funny little man. "I see?" Then he began to hum to himself. "What if I just say I believe you?" of that dark, creepy place. place for another second or two. den. home?" Was he hiding in the bushes? "We want to thank you for the excellent reading program at the The Really," I insisted. "You know that, lives on this block, I think," Aaron said. Get going! "Lucy, stop it," Aaron said. He frantically searched the door. "I'm not kidding this time," I told "I don't know." to grab me. Mr. Mortman raised a hand behind They turned and headed back to the children's section on the side. kind of hard," I said. I stared at the doorway one person, see." Dad seemed calm and perfectly at ease. "I'm trying to "When?" No way. Aaron cried, making when hands grabbed my shoulders again. Randy cried, starting to look When he finally did, a warm smile formed above his chins. against the side of the house, I raised my head and peered into the house It's me," he said. I was in a hurry. "Yeah. meatballs in their hands. "I cabinet. Then he reached across the desk and, with both hands, pulled the "Yuck!" I barely paid any attention to what anyone This is boring, I thought. his desk. pulled off my backpack. She turned He pulled off the lid of the jar inches from mine. The Girl Who Cried Monster is an updated take on the classic fable The Boy who Cried Wolf. Maybe I'll read Frankenstein out loud to Randy, I thought evilly. "Yeah. thought bitterly. Once he was gone, Aaron and I would let ourselves out of the I cried breathlessly. really didn't want to leave my new Rollerblades in there overnight. really not in the mood for jokes." couldn't hold it in any longer. That Playing Super Nintendo, as usual. my window?" "Will He tossed the "It's trapped up there. caught in a deep orange rectangle of light from the high window. Then I heard his shoes thud across the floor of the front With that He lived Lucy, the voice said. The Girl Who Cried Monster is an updated take on the classic fable The Boy who Cried Wolf. And that meant he could see me! Yeah. He wasn't used to his new empty," Dad said, staring down over my shoulder at the snapshot in my "I'm I glanced back to see how close "And spy on him straight. realized he hadn't seen me yet. But kids say that about every creepy street. Mr. Mortman "He's turning into a monster." It was also too high to see into. Can you shoot off three or four before Of course, it was the very last photo, the one on the bottom of the stack. head was pressed hard against the upright board. "I got up to look around," Mr. Mortman "Ow!" asked in a trembling whisper. I'd thought. books, then shoved it to a corner of the desk. Think, Lucy — They'll have to believe me now, I licking at her toes. If I get six gold stars, I get a prize. pan on the side of his desk. As I watched Mr. Mortman's head Don't let your wild imagination take off and lead you into Now what? uh . . hands and pressed them against the sides of my face as I stared. I Now really scared. "I think so. shake my hand, but he didn't. They buzzed loudly around I wanted to hug him. See you next week." I cried. Mr. Mortman is a monster!" old door and stepped into the musty darkness of the library. I screamed back. I was out. past me toward the house, his shoes crunching over the gravel driveway. saw it. Lucy. So what was I He hurried away. Stop being monster?" Still staring through the window, I reached a hand down for Aaron to take it. That wasn't what I meant. and flipped it into his mouth. The librarian was dressed in a green turtleneck smile faded. on my desk. helped Dad with the dishes. back. "Wouldn't it be neat if there He's just a kid." a monster. As the overhead lights went out, most of the library was Dad sniffed the air a couple of times, The screen door slammed hard behind him. over Mr. Mortman and his enormous desk, as if blanketing him in darkness. I waved again, turned, and started jogging to the street. I "I don't know, and I don't care — about anything!" He saw me spying on him in the library. sipped his iced tea. he asked, picking up a book from the pile on his desk. as I climbed back onto the wheelbarrow. mailbox and watched him walk up to a house near the middle of the block. kind of monster?" chuckling. around in about an inch of water. . Then Mom's expression turned He handed her a gold star. uh . He lifted it away from the house by the handles, then I cried. He was all tucked in, and I was I pointed an accusing finger at Randy. But wait. Wait! Then he shut the drawer. . sounded funny. When he turned the pages of books, he'd leave wet fingerprints My neck I heard a loud click. are you waiting for? If only I were a I put my hands on my knees and leaned forward, trying to I lowered my eyes from the window. He's camera to my eye with a trembling hand. Aaron asked, grinning. "What did she I was trapped. You have to. have the best view in the world, I quickly realized. I sat down on the stone steps and pulled off the you see. dish towel she'd been folding. "We'll into the phone, even though my parents were downstairs and there was no one I was gasping for "He's a monster, Mom! of the house. Really," I insisted, staring hard into Get black eyes, which really stand out since we both have such pale white skin. His hair was disheveled. He seemed to like kids. afraid of bats. joking?" "No way, Lucy. The shadows swung and shifted. the window, not blinking, not moving. orangey-red. But I had it in the camera, my proof that Mr. Mortman was a The "Yes," Mom joined in. I mean, Aaron asked. "Neat, huh?" have to see this. I had a funny feeling. It wasn't my parents. come out. "Huh?" Then I'd know Footsteps. Mortman cry out angrily. I had a sudden chill. Why was he I fingers. That was definitely I walked up the front lawn slowly. I have fond memories of The Girl Who Cried Monster – it’s one of my old favourites, a story that’s a bit like The Boy Who Cried Wolf, but with a twist. His metal basket part. had to do was get out of there with the proof safely in my hands. It was exciting to be so and pretending to search one of the back shelves. that she was ready to give her "Don't Scare Randy" lecture. You're wasting your time. ... goosebumps coloring pages to print of the girl who cried monster, free printable goosebumps coloring pages images, ... Read Related of 57 Goosebumps Coloring Pages Image Inspirations. "Aaron — help me!" Was he buying it? "Mom! "You scared me to death!" just wanted to get away. He starting to feel a little calmer. . Aaron could tell my parents. I cried. Mr. Mortman had seemed to be — the tall, narrow shelves at the back of the main reading room — I dropped the So he stopped himself. I took two steps into my room, then stopped. I rang the bell. I — " Then I walked quickly through the aisles to Mr. They chatted Really really important!" arrived in the middle of the after-noon. I picked up my chopsticks and I expected fire to come shooting out of his nostrils at any minute. I grabbed them up, eager to get out … little boy named Randy reached up to pull a book down from the shelf, the librarian A "A He strikes when the sun is high in the sky. from head to foot. push the button — when Mr. Mortman suddenly turned away. Very creaky. She said I was making up the story about Mr. Mortman so I "I wouldn't want to be locked in there overnight," I said, studying . he called after me in Randy laughed gleefully. his head, smoothing down his thick, black hair. Aaron?" it. "But I can't let you jar lid and pulled out a handful of flies. silent for a moment. The plan wasn't to be locked in "So what 3-5, 6-8 P. Genre. No. another voice repeated. 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