12 A Spillage

12 A Spillage As usual, Peanut woke up at 6.59 a.m., exactly one minute before her alarm went off. She sat up, stretched, swung her legs out from underneath the duvet and perched herself on the edge of the bed. As she rubbed her eyes, she remembered the argument with Mum the previous evening and felt her shoulders slump. Then she thought about the beautiful pencil, and her spirits lifted slightly. She glanced up at her drawing from the previous evening. When she saw it, she could not believe her eyes. "What? No. How?" The flower that she had drawn... had wilted. It was now an illustration of a dead flower in a vase.

12 打翻了 和往常一样，皮纳特早上6点59分醒来，刚好比闹钟响起早一分钟 她坐起身，伸了伸懒腰，把腿从羽绒被下挪出来，坐到了床沿上 揉眼睛的时候，她想起昨晚和妈妈的争吵，不由得耷拉下了肩膀 接着她想到那支漂亮的铅笔，心情稍稍好了一点 她抬头看向昨晚画的那幅画 看清画的那一刻，她简直不敢相信自己的眼睛 “什么？ 不可能。 怎么会这样？” 她昨天画的那朵花……已经枯萎了 现在这幅画就是花瓶里插着一朵枯死的花

A thousand thoughts went through her head at the same time. "Someone must have broken into my room in the night and changed it!" "Maybe I'm still asleep and this is a dream. "Maybe I imagined the whole thing." "Maybe that is what I drew last night after all. Am I going crazy?" Aaaaarrrrrgggggh!" She leaped from the bed and grabbed the piece of paper. As she pulled it from the wall, something even more incredible happened: the vase in the picture fell over and smashed. It actually smashed. And what's more, a small puddle of water was spreading across the drawing. There were even some splash marks on her Fantastic Four postcard. Peanut suddenly felt a bit strange. The blood drained from her face and everything started to turn white. She felt very dizzy. She lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. A little while later, she opened them, sat up and once again looked at the drawing which was now lying on the

无数个念头同时涌进了她的脑海 “肯定有人夜里闯进我房间改了我的画！” “说不定我还没醒，这只是一场梦 “说不定整件事都是我想象出来的。” “说不定本来这就是我昨晚画的样子 我是不是疯了？” “啊啊啊啊啊！” 她跳下床，一把抓住了那张画纸 她把画从墙上扯下来时，更不可思议的事发生了：画里的花瓶倒下来摔碎了 它真的实实在在地摔碎了 而且，一小滩水正在画纸上蔓延开来 就连她的神奇四侠明信片上都溅到了水痕 皮纳特突然感觉浑身不对劲 她脸色惨白，眼前的一切都开始变得发白模糊 她感到头晕目眩 她躺回床上，闭上了眼睛 过了一小会儿，她睁开眼睛坐起身，再次看向那张现在放在

bed next to her. It showed several shards of broken china floating in small puddles of water, and a rather sorry-looking flower lying among them. "What is going on?" she gasped. The bedroom door burst open. Peanut! Someone called Rockwell arrived five minutes ago," said Mum. "He says you arranged to walk to school together. You, meanwhile, have been ignoring me for the past half an hour. You must have overslept. Now get dressed as quickly as you can and I'll give you some fruit to eat on the way to school. "Your new friend seems nice, by the way. He's not my friend," Peanut muttered as she leaped off the bed and started pulling on her school uniform. "We're just studying together. She ran to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, skidded back into her bedroom, opened the wooden box, released the false base, grabbed the pencil, put it in her blazer pocket and thundered down the stairs. "Sorry," she said to Rockwell, who was standing in the hallway. "I overslept. Just grabbing an apple."

她身旁的床上 画上几片碎瓷漂在小水洼里，一朵蔫巴巴的花躺在碎瓷中间 “这到底是怎么回事？”她倒吸一口凉气说 卧室门猛地被推开了 皮纳特！ “有个叫罗克韦尔的人五分钟前就到了，”妈妈说 “他说你约好和他一起走路上学 这半个小时你都一直不理我 你肯定是睡过头了 现在赶紧穿衣服，我给你拿点水果路上吃 “对了，你的新朋友看起来人很不错 “他才不是我朋友，”皮纳特嘟囔着，一边跳下床穿校服 “我们只是一起学习而已 她跑进洗手间刷牙，快步滑回卧室，打开木盒子，拉开暗层，抓起铅笔塞进休闲外套口袋，咚咚咚冲下楼梯 “对不起，”她对站在走廊里的罗克韦尔说 “我睡过头了 我拿个苹果就走。”