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    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street
    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street
    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street
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    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street

    By R.L. Stine

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    Sam Kinney used to be a very picky eater. But after a friend’s eccentric Aunt Sylvie put a weird spice in his mac and cheese, suddenly, Sam can’t stop eating. Paste and pepper. Dishwashing soap. Even dog food. Sam has to find out what is making him eat...and eat...and eat. Before he eats his house. And all his friends on Fear Street…
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAladdin
    Release dateDec 4, 2012
    ISBN9781442486164
    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street
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    R.L. Stine

    R.L. Stine has more than 350 million English language books in print, plus international editions in 32 languages, making him one of the most popular children’s authors in history. Besides Goosebumps, R.L. Stine has written other series, including Fear Street, Rotten School, Mostly Ghostly, The Nightmare Room, and Dangerous Girls. R.L. Stine lives in New York with his wife, Jane, and his Cavalier King Charles spaniel, Minnie. Visit him online at rlstine.com.

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      Sam has always been a remarkably picky eater, but that changes drastically after he's introduced to his best friend's mysterious Aunt Sylvie. After just a bite of her cooking Sam develops a craving for anything and everything, the more disgusting and dangerous, the more he shoves handfuls of it into his mouth. Sam believes that Aunt Sylvie cast some kind of spell on him with that one secret ingredient.

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    The Boy Who Ate Fear Street - R.L. Stine

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    "Sam, you have to come over right now," my best friend Kevin pleaded with me over the phone.

    "For the tenth time, Kevin—I’m not coming over if you don’t tell me why."

    I already told you, Kevin replied. I can’t tell you. Then it wouldn’t be a surprise.

    My name is Sam Kinny, and the first thing you should know about me is—I hate surprises. Why? I don’t know why. I just do.

    Another thing I hate is when people pinch my cheeks.

    Mom and Dad’s friends are always pinching my cheeks. Some of my teachers do it too. Maybe it’s because I have a totally round face, straight blond hair, big blue eyes, and long eyelashes. And worst of all, my cheeks are really rosy. Everyone says I’m soooo cute. Then they pinch my cheeks.

    Nobody ever pinches Kevin’s cheeks. Kevin looks tough—just the way I want to look.

    Kevin has brown hair and it always looks messy. And he has a little scar on his right cheek, where his sister Lissa scratched him accidentally while they were practicing karate.

    Sam, you have to come over, Kevin begged. My mom started dinner—and she’s cooking all your favorites.

    Really? I asked. Macaroni and cheese? And rice pudding for dessert with white raisins and marshmallows?

    Yep, Kevin replied. All white food. As usual.

    What do you mean, as usual? I protested. "I don’t always eat white food."

    Oh, yeah? Kevin challenged me. Name one food you eat that isn’t white. Come on, name one.

    Coke, I said. I love Coke, and Coke isn’t white. It’s brown.

    You never drink Coke, Kevin reminded me. You drink Sprite. That’s white, practically.

    Okay. What can I say? Kevin was right. I eat only white food. Why?

    I know the answer to this one.

    Because that’s what I like.

    Some of my friends think eating only white food is weird. But Lissa doesn’t think so. That’s because she eats the exact same thing for lunch every single day. Peanut butter and jelly. She never eats anything else for lunch—ever.

    So—you’re coming over. Right? Kevin asked.

    I guess so, I gave in. Macaroni and cheese is my favorite food. No way could I pass it up. Even if it meant going to Kevin’s house for a surprise.

    I ran downstairs and grabbed my jacket from the hall closet. Then I went into the kitchen to tell Mom where I was going.

    Mom sat at the kitchen table sewing blond hair on a big doll. Fred, my collie, sat at her feet. Fred loves watching Mom make her dolls.

    Mom makes lots of dolls. And she’s really good at it. She makes them in all sizes—little ones, big ones, some as tall as I am. She sells them all over the country. People really love her dolls.

    Mom, I’m going over to the Sullivans’ house for dinner. They’re having macaroni and cheese. Okay? Mom knows how much I love macaroni and cheese.

    Sure. Mom glanced up and smiled.

    Dinner? Dad walked into the room carrying a screwdriver. Is it time for dinner already?

    Almost, Mom said. I’ll start dinner just as soon as you tighten my left elbow.

    No problem! Dad replied.

    He leaned over and tightened the doll’s elbow—not Mom’s. Dad is really handy. He can fix anything.

    See you! I called as I walked out the back door.

    I thought about the macaroni and cheese—and ran the four blocks to Kevin’s house. When I arrived, Kevin and Lissa were practicing karate on the front lawn.

    Kow! Dar! Fing! Lissa shouted.

    Kwon! Fo! Tow! Kevin shouted back.

    They moved around each other, making circles in the air with their hands. Then in one swift motion Lissa lunged for Kevin and flipped him onto his back.

    Lissa is eleven, a year younger than Kevin and me. But she’s a lot stronger than either of us. She has long brown hair, big brown eyes, and freckles that dot her nose. She hates her freckles as much as I hate my rosy cheeks.

    Hey! Where did you learn that move? Kevin muttered, sitting up and rubbing his back.

    From Aunt Sylvie. Lissa grinned.

    Who’s Aunt Sylvie? I asked.

    Thanks a lot, Lissa. Kevin grumbled. Now you ruined the surprise.

    It’s not my fault. Lissa blew her long bangs out of her eyes. You’re the one who asked about my new move.

    Hey, guys. Who is Aunt Sylvie? I asked again.

    She’s our great-aunt, Kevin explained. She’s staying with us for a few months. She was the surprise.

    Your great-aunt is the surprise? I asked in disbelief. What kind of surprise is that?

    Oh, Aunt Sylvie is totally incredible, Lissa boasted.

    You’ve never met anyone like her! Kevin added. The last time we saw her, we were babies. So we didn’t know how great Great-Aunt Sylvie was—till now!

    Come on. Kevin jumped to his feet. You have to meet her! He led the way into the house.

    What’s that smell? I asked, sniffing the air as we walked toward the kitchen.

    Aunt Sylvie must be cooking up something special, Kevin answered.

    Special might be one way to describe the smell of Aunt Sylvie’s cooking. Putrid would be another.

    There she is, Lissa whispered as we stood in the doorway to the kitchen.

    When I saw Aunt Sylvie standing at the stove, I could tell right away that she was different from any other aunt I had met before.

    I mean, she looked like a

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