The Bully Bug
“Bud was still snoring away. At least this time I wasn’t hanging from the ceiling. As I sat up on the edge of the bed and stretched, I noticed there were dark things all over my pajama top.
“What the heck?”
I reached down and tried to brush one off. It was like a thin spike, about as thick as the tube inside those clear pens. The spike didn’t brush off. I pulled at one, but it wouldn’t pull out, either. When I pulled, I felt this strange tugging at my chest.
I didn’t like that feeling at all. I ...yanked off my top. Oh man. The things were stuck on me. No. It was even worse: They were growing out of me. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
All over my chest, on my arms, too, I had them. Wherever I had a bite, a thick hair or two was sticking up. I touched the tip of one. It was springy, but kind of sharp, too. Then I felt my chest. The skin around the hair had turned hard, like plastic. I tapped it with a fingernail, and it made this clicking sound.
Man. I didn’t want anyone to see that.MoreLess
“What the heck?”
I reached down and tried to brush one off. It was like a thin spike, about as thick as the tube inside those clear pens. The spike didn’t brush off. I pulled at one, but it wouldn’t pull out, either. When I pulled, I felt this strange tugging at my chest.
I didn’t like that feeling at all. I ...yanked off my top. Oh man. The things were stuck on me. No. It was even worse: They were growing out of me. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
All over my chest, on my arms, too, I had them. Wherever I had a bite, a thick hair or two was sticking up. I touched the tip of one. It was springy, but kind of sharp, too. Then I felt my chest. The skin around the hair had turned hard, like plastic. I tapped it with a fingernail, and it made this clicking sound.
Man. I didn’t want anyone to see that.MoreLess
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