R.L.+Stine+story+4

Today was probably the worst day to walk to number 666 on Darvil Street where nobody lives...as I had thought. It all started this morning when I woke in sweat. I had a dream I was trapped inside a house and an evil cold voice shrieked "GET OUT! NOW!"I remember the house I was trapped in had a dark green carpet and pictures of some the evilest people in history. The fireplace in the room was bursting with flames that seemed to be the voice yelling. Being in 6th grade as that kid everyone knows and has to hate I thought it didn't mean as much as a usual dream. I trudged down the stairs and walked down to kitchen. My sister Carla was already having a bagel with cream cheese with a bowl of strawberries. Carla is exactly the opposite as me and she always has everything lucky happen.I flunk a science test and she gets voted 'Best Student of the Year award.'Carla and I go to different schools.I go to Deepston Middle School and my sister goes to Nester Elementary School. The only thing similar about us is we both walk home.