01-OH, WHAT A HAIRY, SCARY NIGHT!

OH, WHAT A HAIRY, SCARY NIGHT! Oh, what a hairy, scary night! It was the month of November and it was so cold I had mouse bumps the size of marbles! I buried myself under my great-aunt Ratsy's comforter and opened my book. It was a collection of ghost stories, The haunted Cheese Shop and Other Tales to Make You Squeak! An icy rain pattered against my window as I turned the pages. The wind blew open my window. My curtains danced

哦，多么恐怖的夜晚啊!哦，多么恐怖的夜晚啊!那是十一月，天气太冷了，我身上的老鼠肿块像弹珠那么大!我把自己埋在拉特西姨婆的被子下，打开了书。 这是一本鬼故事集，闹鬼的奶酪店和其他让你尖叫的故事!当我翻动书页时，冰冷的雨点啪嗒地打在我的窗户上。 风把我的窗户吹开了。 我的窗帘在舞动

about wildly like a ghost in an aerobics class. I jumped out of my bed to shut the window. RATS! I was still shivering, and it wasn't just from the cold. Those ghost curtains looked pretty scary. As I climbed back into bed, the phone rang. I bounced so high my bed did double duty as a trampoline. Ring! Ring! Ring! Who could be calling so late? It was almost midnight. I picked up the receiver. "Hello, hello! Who is it?" I demanded.

就像健美操课上的鬼一样。 我从床上跳起来关上窗户。 老鼠!我还在发抖，这不仅仅是因为寒冷。 那些幽灵窗帘看起来很吓人。 当我爬回床上时，电话响了。 我跳得很高，我的床有蹦床的双重功能。 戒指!戒指!戒指!谁会这么晚打电话来? 已经快半夜了。我拿起话筒。 “你好,你好!是谁呀?”我要求。

"Hellooo? Geronimooo?" a voice answered. It sounded very far away. "Yes, I am Geronimo. geronimo stilton!" I shouted. "It's, me, Gerrylails," the voice continued. I groaned. The "me" was my annoying cousin Trap. I should have known. Only Trap would bother a mouse in the middle of the night. Still, he sounded sort of strange. "Trap, where are you?" I asked. The line crackled loudly. I could only make out some of my cousin's words, But what I heard sent a shiver up my tail. "I'm... in TRANSRATANIA!" he squeaked, "I'm at... Castle... Count von Ratoff... Get out..." Before I could reply, the line went dead. Yes, it was certainly one hairy, scary night!

“Hellooo ?罗恩?”一个声音回答。 那声音听起来很远。“是的，我是杰罗尼莫。 geronimo斯蒂尔顿奶酪!”我叫道。 “是我，杰里尔。”那声音继续说。 我呻吟着。这个“我”就是我那讨厌的表兄特拉普。 我早该知道的。只有陷阱会在半夜骚扰老鼠。 不过，他听起来还是有些奇怪。 “特拉普，你在哪儿?”我问。 电话线噼啪作响。我只能听懂表兄说的一些话，但我听到的话使我毛骨悚然。 “我……在TRANSRATANIA!”他尖声说，“我在…… 城堡……冯·拉托夫伯爵…… 出去……”我还没来得及回答，电话就断了。 是的，这确实是一个毛茸茸的、可怕的夜晚!