Zombiekins
Kevin Bolger, Aaron Blecha
Language: English
Pages: 208
ISBN: 159514367X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Stanley Nudelman turns the boring town of Dementedyville on its head when he buys a mysterious toy at his neighbor's yard sale. Sure, Zombiekins looks cuddly and creepy-cute - but expose him to moonlight, and strange things happen. When Stanley brings Zombiekins to school, he unleashes the worst zombie plague in fourth-grade history! Can Stanley find the courage to save the day before his teachers notice the class is full of zombies? Or will he soon join the ranks of the snuggily UNDEAD?
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rolled around the rim, then fainted through the hoop in exhaustion. “Nice shot !” Miranda exclaimed. But Stanley wasn’t even looking. He was staring across the yard. “The sixth g-g-graders . . . ” he stammered. “They’re . . . they’re . . . they’re all zombies!” “How can you tell?” Miranda asked. Sixth graders slouched and shuffled all over the playground, stiff-limbed, with pale, vacant faces and cold, lifeless eyes. Speaking only in grunts or snarls, they trod on flowerbeds and barged
before Zombiekins had crossed the room and was almost upon them. Fortunately Stanley and Miranda managed to escape in the nick of time by taking a couple steps backward. “W-what should we do?” Stanley asked Miranda. “Catch it in your knapsack,” Miranda said, inching back another step. That had been their plan all along—but it didn’t seem so easy now that they found themselves trapped in a room with a killer teddy. Zombiekins just kept dragging itself steadily after them, and Stanley and
before Zombiekins had crossed the room and was almost upon them. Fortunately Stanley and Miranda managed to escape in the nick of time by taking a couple steps backward. “W-what should we do?” Stanley asked Miranda. “Catch it in your knapsack,” Miranda said, inching back another step. That had been their plan all along—but it didn’t seem so easy now that they found themselves trapped in a room with a killer teddy. Zombiekins just kept dragging itself steadily after them, and Stanley and
But instead of coming after Stanley when it had finished, Zombiekins just uttered a happy little moan, sat back on its teddy-bear haunches, and closed its eyes like a smiling baby. Then it appeared to go to sleep. Laying there, still and sleeping, Zombiekins looked peaceful and not-at-all-bloodthirsty. As if it was nothing but a harmless stuffy after all—in spite of its somewhat macabre, half-dead appearance. Miranda gave Stanley another shake and he looked up. All over the room, the
one was seriously lacking in the freaky-aliens-with-deathrays department. It was just a lot of boring moon footage with a voice droning out such fascinating facts as how many paper cups you would have to stack one on top of the other to reach the moon. Stanley wondered how they figured that out. He imagined a team of space scientists stacking paper cups day after day. They would’ve needed really tall ladders. Suddenly, though, a shriek from the desk in front of him shattered his concentration.
