Chapter 5

Chapter five I must have eventually fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, it was light out. I checked my room to make sure that it was zombie-free. Everything was in its place, except for Frankie. His sleeping bag was empty. Oh no! Did the zombies get him instead of me? I jumped out of bed and called out his name. But there was no answer. Slowly, I tiptoed across the carpet. The movie last night said that zombies are attracted to loud noises, so I wanted to be extra special quiet. I opened the door to my room and looked down the hall. It was empty. I counted to three and ran as fast as I could into the bathroom. I breathed a sigh of relief.

我一定是睡着了，因为当我睁开眼睛时，天已经亮了。 我检查了我的房间，确保里面没有僵尸。 一切都在它的地方，除了弗兰基。 他的睡袋是空的。 噢,不!是僵尸抓了他而不是我吗？ 我从床上跳起来，喊他的名字。 但是没有回答。我蹑手蹑脚地慢慢走过地毯。 昨晚的电影说僵尸会被噪音吸引，所以我想要特别安静。 我打开房间的门，朝大厅那头望去。 它是空的。我数到三，然后以最快的速度跑进浴室。 我松了一口气。

"Hank," I whispered to myself. "Your imagination has gone wild. This is not a movie. This is real life and you're in your real bathroom. With real toothpaste and a real shower curtain that I'm going to check again now." I grabbed the curtain and pulled it all the way to one side. "Aaagggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. There, in my real bathtub was a real zombie. His face was green. His lips were green. And his body was covered in torn rags. He let out a long, low moan. "Haaaaaaaaank," he groaned over and over. "Haaaaaaaaaaaank."

“汉克，”我低声对自己说。 “你的想象力太疯狂了。 这不是电影。这是真实的生活，你在真实的浴室里。 用真正的牙膏和真正的浴帘，我现在要再检查一次。” 我抓住窗帘，把它拉到一边。 “Aaagggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !”我声嘶力竭地尖叫。 在我真正的浴缸里有一个真正的僵尸。 他脸色发青。他的嘴唇是绿色的。 他身上裹着破布。 他发出一声又长又低的呻吟。 “哈哈……”他一遍又一遍地呻吟着。 “Haaaaaaaaaaaank。”

I almost jumped out of my pajamas without unbuttoning them. I opened my mouth to scream, and nothing came out. Well, something came out. It was a little chunk of last night's dinner. I wasn't going to stay around long enough to clean it up. I turned on my heels and bolted for the hall. "Zip," a familiar voice said. "It's just me, Frankie."

我差点没解开睡衣的扣子就跳出来了。 我张开嘴想叫，但什么也说不出来。 嗯，有东西出来了。是昨晚晚餐的一小块。 我没打算在这里待太久来收拾残局。 我转身向大厅跑去。 “不，”一个熟悉的声音说。 “只有我，弗兰基。”

"Frankie!" I wheeled around to look at him. "Did they get you, too? Are you a zombie?" Frankie laughed and stood up in the bathtub. "It's just me in my Halloween costume," he answered. "I had it in my bag, so I thought I'd test it out for trick-or-treating tonight. Looks like it worked." I wanted to tell Frankie that his little test had scared me so much that my whole forehead had broken out in a cold sweat. But I was ashamed to admit that the zombie movie had gotten to me. "Tell the truth," Frankie said, climbing out of the bathtub. "I had you believing I was a real zombie, didn't I?" "No way," I answered, using my coolest voice. "I knew it was you all along." I heard small feet stomping down the hall. Then a hiss. It could only be Emily. No one else in my family walks like an elephant and wears a hissing iguana around her neck like a scarf. "Hi, Frankie," she said as she came into the

“弗兰基!”我转过身来看着他。 “他们也抓到你了吗？”你是僵尸吗？”弗兰基笑着从浴缸里站了起来。 “这只是我穿着万圣节服装，”他回答说。 “我把它放在包里了，所以我想在今晚不给糖就捣蛋的时候试试。 看起来起作用了。”我想告诉弗兰基，他的小测试把我吓坏了，我的整个额头都冒了一身冷汗。 但我羞于承认僵尸电影打动了我。 “说实话，”弗兰基说着，从浴缸里爬了出来。 “我让你相信我是一个真正的僵尸，不是吗？”“不可能，”我用我最酷的声音回答。 “我早就知道是你。” 我听到大厅里有脚步声。 然后是嘶嘶声。只可能是艾米丽。 我家里没有人走路像大象，脖子上围着一只嘶嘶的鬣蜥当围巾。 “嗨，弗兰基，”她走进房间时说

bathroom, not even blinking at his zombie costume. Wait a minute. Emily is younger than me, and she wasn't scared for one single second by Frankie's zombie-ness. What was wrong with me? "Hank, Papa Pete's on the phone for you," Emily said. "He wants to make a plan for today —although I don't get why anyone would want to spend the day with you. I'd rather spend the day with a banana peel." That was such a weird thing to say, I didn't even know how to answer her. So instead, I just made like a banana peel and slid all the way to the phone.

上厕所，看他的僵尸服装都不眨眼。 等一下。艾米丽比我小，而且她一点也没被弗兰基的僵尸表情吓到。 我到底怎么了？“汉克，皮特爸爸打电话找你，”艾米丽说。 “他想为今天做个计划——尽管我不明白为什么有人想和你一起度过这一天。 我宁愿和香蕉皮一起度过这一天。” 说这话太奇怪了，我都不知道该怎么回答她。 所以，我就做了个香蕉皮，一路滑到手机旁。

"Hankie, my boy," Papa Pete said. I could hear the smile in his voice. "How's your throwing arm today? Are you in the mood to go to the park and have a little pre–trick-or-treat catch?" "Sure, Papa Pete. But I had a bad night's sleep, so I don't know how good I'll be." "You don't have to be good. We're just going to have fun together. I've got my karate class this morning, so I'll come by after lunch." "Okay," I said. Then just before I hung up, I added, "Papa Pete, you don't think there are going to be any zombies in the park, do you?" "Zombies?" He sounded surprised at my

“手帕，我的孩子，”皮特爸爸说。 我能听出他声音里的微笑。 “你今天的投掷臂怎么样了？” 你有心情去公园，在‘不给糖就捣蛋’游戏开始前玩个小游戏吗？”“当然可以，皮特爸爸。 但是我昨晚没睡好，所以我不知道我能做得多好。” “你不需要做得很好。 我们只是想一起找点乐子。 今天上午我有空手道课，所以我午饭后过来。” “好吧，”我说。就在我挂电话之前，我又说：“皮特爸爸，你觉得公园里不会有僵尸吧？”“僵尸?”他听起来很惊讶