8. Nightmare of the Living Teachers

8 Nightmare of the Living Teachers Spooky music was playing, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. The whole world around me was dark and gloomy. I didn't know if I was awake or asleep. It was creepy. "Where am I?" I asked. "Is this a dream... or a nightmare?" But nobody answered. And then I heard the sound of footsteps. Lots of footsteps. They were getting closer. Coming toward me. "Help!" I tried to shout. "Help!" But no words came out of my mouth. Soon I was able to make out some faces. I was surrounded by people coming at me

恐怖的音乐在播放，但我不知道是从哪里传来的。 我周围的整个世界都是黑暗和阴郁的。 我不知道自己是醒着还是睡着了。 这让人毛骨悚然。“我在哪儿？”我问。 “这是在做梦吗……还是一场噩梦？”但是没有人回答。 然后我听到了脚步声。 很多脚步声。他们越来越近了。 向我走来。“救命!”我试着喊。 “救命!”但我一句话也说不出来。 很快我就能辨认出一些面孔了。 我周围都是朝我走来的人

from all sides. They were the teachers at my school! Mrs. Daisy! Mrs. Roopy! Mr. Granite! Ms. Hannah! Mr. Macky! Miss Small! They were all there! And they were wearing weird costumes. They had their hands out in front of them and glassy looks in their eyes. It was like I was being attacked by zombie teachers! "We're coming to get you, A.J." they droned. "We're coming to get you...." "Noooooooooooo!" I tried to back away from them, but there was a wall behind me. The teachers were all over me. "Candy rots your teeth," said Mrs. Cooney, our school nurse. "We must take it away from you." "Candy spoils your appetite," said Ms. LaGrange, our lunch lady. "We must take it

从各个方面。他们是我学校的老师！黛西夫人!Roopy夫人!花岗岩先生!Ms。 汉娜!麦基先生!小小姐!他们都在那儿！他们穿着奇怪的服装。 他们把手伸到身前，目光呆滞。 就像我被僵尸老师袭击了一样！“我们来接你了，A.J.” 他们讲课的。“我们来接你....” “Noooooooooooo !”我想躲开他们，但我身后有一堵墙。 老师们围着我转。 “糖果会腐蚀你的牙齿，”我们学校的护士库尼太太说。 “我们必须把它从你那里拿走。” “糖果会破坏你的食欲。” 拉格朗日，我们的午餐小姐。“我们必须拿下它

away from you." "Candy is bad for you," said Miss Holly, our Spanish teacher. "We must take it away from you." "No! No!" I shouted. "Don't take my candy away! Please! I'm begging you!"

离你远点。”“糖果对身体不好，”我们的西班牙语老师霍莉小姐说。 “我们必须把它从你那里拿走。” “不!不!”我叫道。“别拿走我的糖果！”拜托!我求你了！”

"Okay," said Ms. Hannah, our art teacher. "Then we're going to pour green paint all over you." "What? Wait! Why?" "It's my favorite color," Ms. Hannah said as she dumped a big bucket filled with green paint all over my head. "No! Stop! Don't!" "Aha-ha-ha!" yelled Ms. Hannah. "It's Halloween! He's turning green!" All the teachers started chanting. "He's turning green! It's Halloween! He's turning green!" "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!" But they wouldn't stop. My whole body was covered with green paint. I couldn't see. I couldn't hear. It was the worst dream I ever had. I hoped it was a dream anyway.

“好的，”我们的美术老师汉娜女士说。 “那我们就往你身上泼绿漆。” “什么?等等!为什么?”“这是我最喜欢的颜色。” 汉娜一边说，一边把一大桶绿漆泼在我头上。 “不!停!不!”“哈——哈——哈！” 汉娜。“这是万圣节!他变绿了！”所有的老师都开始诵经。 “他变绿了！”这是万圣节!他变绿了！”“HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPP !”但他们不会停止。 我全身涂满了绿色颜料。 我看不见。我听不见。 这是我做过的最糟糕的梦。 反正我也希望这是个梦。

Suddenly, the teachers stopped pouring green paint on me. They turned around. They looked frightened. "Run!" shouted Mr. Klutz, our principal. "Quickly! Run away!" The teachers ran away, and you'll never believe in a million hundred years who showed up a few seconds later. It was a

突然，老师们不再往我身上浇绿漆了。 他们转过身来。他们看起来很害怕。 “快跑！”我们的校长克鲁茨先生喊道。 “快!跑了!”老师们跑了，你永远也不会相信几秒钟后谁出现了。 这是一个