One Day In Horror Land

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ONE DAY AT 

HORRORLAND 

  

Goosebumps - 16 

R.L. Stine 

(An Undead Scan v1.5) 

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As we entered the gates to HorrorLand, we had no idea that, in just a few hours, we 

would all be lying in our coffins. 

I’m  the  calm  one  in  the  Morris  family.  Everyone  says,  “Lizzy,  you’re  the  calm 

one.” And I’m trying to tell this story calmly. 

But believe me—there’s no way! 

We had never planned to go to HorrorLand. In fact, we’d never heard of it. 

The  five  of  us  were  squeezed  into  Dad’s  little  Toyota,  on  our  way  to  spend  the 

day at Zoo Gardens Theme Park. Dad had messed up and left the map at home. But 

Mom said the park would be real easy to find. 

When we got close to the park, Mom said, there would be lots of signs to direct 

us. But so far we hadn’t seen a single sign. 

Dad was driving, and Mom was beside him in the front. I was squeezed in back 

with my little brother, Luke, who is ten, and Luke’s friend Clay. 

It wasn’t the best place to be. My brother cannot sit still for a second. Especially 

in the car. He just has too much energy. And he’s totally goofy. 

The  longer  we  drove,  the  more  restless  Luke  became.  He  tried  wrestling  with 

Clay, but there really wasn’t room. Then he tried arm wrestling with him, and the two 

of them kept bumping me until I lost my temper and started shouting at them to stop. 

“Why don’t you three play Alphabet?” Mom suggested from the front. “Look out 

the window for letters.” 

“There aren’t any,” Luke replied. “There aren’t any signs.” 

“There isn’t anything to look at,” Clay grumbled. 

He was right. We were driving past flat, sandy fields. There were a few scraggly 

trees here and there. The rest was all desert. 

“I’m  going  to  take  this  turnoff,”  Dad  announced.  He  took  off  his  Chicago  Cubs 

cap and scratched his thinning blond hair. “Haven’t I already taken this turnoff?” 

Dad is the only blond in the family. Mom, Luke, and I all have straight black hair 

and blue eyes. 

In fact, Dad doesn’t look as if he belongs in the same family. The three of us are 

tall and thin, with very fair skin. And Dad is short and kind of chubby, with a round 

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