7 Yellow Eyes

CHAPTER 7 Yellow Eyes I woke up because there was more bad luck: I had to go to the bathroom. I hate having to go in the middle of the night, when you're cozy and warm in bed. (Or in this case, in my sleeping bag.) I kept my eyes closed and clicked my heels together three times, making a wish that the feeling would go away. But of course it didn't work. I turned over and opened my eyes. And there, right in front

第七章 黄眼睛 我醒过来，因为又撞上了倒霉事：我得去上厕所。 我讨厌大半夜非得起身，你本来蜷在床上暖乎乎舒服极了。 （不过话说回来，我这次睡在睡袋里。） 我闭着眼睛，把鞋跟碰了三下，许愿那股想上厕所的感觉快点消失。 不过嘛，当然一点用都没有。 我翻了个身，睁开了眼睛。 然后就在那儿，我的正前方

of my face, were two eyes staring back at me. YELLOW eyes. For a second my breath felt like it was caught in my throat. I closed my eyes again. It was late. Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, like Mrs. Anderson said. But when I opened them, they were still there. My eyes hadn't been playing tricks on me before, and they weren't now. "AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. The eyes blinked, and whoever it was— whatever it was—disappeared. Around the room, I heard people's voices. Kids were saying, "Who screamed?" and "What happened?" and "Where am I again?" and "You're at school," and "Oh, yeah." Flashlights clicked on. Lucy, Talisa, and Arielle gathered around me. "What's wrong?" they asked.

就对着我的脸，有一双眼睛正盯着我看。 黄色的眼睛。 有那么一秒，我感觉呼吸都卡在了喉咙里。 我赶紧又闭上了眼睛。 夜已经很深了。 说不定我看花眼了，就像安德森太太说过的那样。 可等我再睁开眼，那双眼睛还在那儿。 我之前没看错，现在也没有看错。 “啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！” 我尖叫起来。 那双眼睛眨了一下，然后不管那是谁——不管那是什么东西——都消失了。 房间里各处都响起了人们的说话声。 孩子们问：“谁在叫啊？” 还有人问“出什么事了？” 还有人说“我这是在哪儿来着？” 还有人说“你在学校呀”，接着有人应“哦，对哦。” 手电筒一个个亮了起来。 露西、塔莉莎和艾瑞儿围到了我身边。 “你怎么了？” 她们问道。

I heard footsteps walking toward us, and then a bang as whoever it was accidentally stubbed her toe on the corner of a bookshelf. "Ow," someone said. "Mom, is that you?" Lucy asked. "Yes," Mrs. Anderson said, stepping toward us. "It's me." In the dark, she looked strange and scary. Kind of like a ghost. "Is everyone all right?" she said, keeping her voice low. "I saw those eyes again," I said. Mrs. Anderson stepped over the other sleeping bags and crouched down next to me. "It's all right, Stella," she said. She petted my hair like I was a puppy. "It was just a bad dream." "No, it wasn't!" "Shh," she said. "No, it wasn't," I said. "I woke up because

我听见有人朝我们走过来，接着砰的一声，来人不小心脚趾撞到了书架角。 “哎哟”，有人说道。 “妈妈，是你吗？” 露西问道。 “是我”，安德森太太说着，朝我们走过来。 “是我呀。” 黑暗里，她看起来怪怪的，挺吓人。 有点像幽灵。 “大家都没事吧？” 她压着声音问道。 “我又看到那双眼睛了”，我说。 安德森太太跨过其他睡袋，在我身边蹲了下来。 “没事的，斯特拉”，她说道。 她摸了摸我的头发，就像我是一只小狗狗。 “那只是个噩梦而已。” “才不是！” “嘘”，她说道。 “真的不是，”我说道。 “我醒过来是因为

I had to go to the bathroom. I forgot to go before because I had to talk to Mr. Ramos about my book. And someone—or some- thing-was staring at me." Mrs. Finkel had appeared from around the corner, too. "Dreams can feel real when they're happening," she said. "But I didn't see anything until I'd already opened my eyes," I said. "And there was a pair of yellow eyes staring back—no one in our class has yellow eyes. I don't think it was a person at all." "Was it a ghost?" Arielle said, in a voice so soft it was like a breath. "Probably," I said. "Nonsense," Mrs. Finkel said. "Do you still need to go to the bathroom? Because I can take you now." I still didn't want to get out of my sleeping

我得去上厕所。 我之前忘了去，因为我得跟拉莫斯先生讨论我的书。 然后就有什么人——或是什么东西——正盯着我看。” 芬克尔太太也从拐角走过来了。 “做梦的时候，梦都会变得特别真实”，她说道。 “可我是睁开眼睛之后才看到的，不是梦”，我说道。 “就是有一双黄眼睛盯着我——咱们班没人长黄眼睛呀。 我觉得那根本就不是人。” “那是幽灵吗？” 艾瑞儿轻声问道，声音轻得像一口气。 “应该是吧”，我说道。 “胡说八道”，芬克尔太太说道。 “你现在还得去上厕所对不对？ 我现在可以带你去。” 我还是不想爬出我的睡

bag—more than ever I wanted to stay where it was cozy and warm. But when you gotta go, you gotta go. I picked up my flashlight and stood to follow Mrs. Finkel. But when I clicked the flashlight on, it didn't work. MORE bad luck. At least my eyes had adjusted to the dark. I could see most things, or at least the shadows of most things. I was afraid to look around too much. What if I saw the eyes again? "Careful not to step on anyone," Mrs. Finkel whispered as we walked through the main space of the library, where the boys were sleeping. Well, not all of them were sleeping. Joshua was awake and sitting up, and when I passed by him he said, "You had a bad dream, Smella?" "Joshua," Mrs. Finkel hissed. I wondered if she'd send him home, even though it was

袋——我比任何时候都想待在这个暖乎乎舒服的地方。 可该去的时候，总得去呀。 我拿起手电筒，起身跟着芬克尔太太走。 可我按下开关，手电筒根本不亮。 真是倒霉事一件接一件。 还好我的眼睛已经适应黑暗了。 大多数东西我都能看见，至少能看清它们的影子。 我不敢到处乱看。 万一我又看见那双眼睛怎么办？ “小心别踩到别人”，我们穿过图书馆大厅的时候芬克尔太太轻声说，男生们都睡在那儿。 不过，也不是所有人都睡着了。 约书亚醒着坐起身，我经过的时候他说：“你做噩梦了吗，斯梅拉？” “约书亚，”芬克尔太太厉声呵斥。 我心里嘀咕，她该不会要把他送回家吧，哪怕现在已经是