Read. Read. Read. Just don't read one type of book. Read different books by various authors so that you develop different style.

His camera at home was just too crummy. That’s why all his pictures came out too dark or too light, and everyone in them had glowing red dots in their eyes. Greg wondered if this camera was any good.

Dad, are we lost?” Luke repeated the question.“Yeah, we’re lost,” Dad replied quietly. “Hopelessly lost.”Clay let out a soft cry and slumped in the seat. He looked a little like a balloon deflating.“Don’t tell him that!” Mom cried sharply.“What should I tell him?” Dad snapped back. “We’re nowhere near Zoo Gardens. We’re nowhere near civilization! We’re in the desert, going nowhere!

People don’t always take us seriously,” she continued. “People come to HorrorLand and think it’s all a big joke. People laugh at the signs around the park. They laugh at the rides and attractions.

So Miss Curdy said I had to be punished.She gave me a choice of punishments. One: I could come into the gym after school every day and inflate all the basketballs — by mouth — until my head exploded.Or two: I could coach the first-grade soccer team.I chose number two.The wrong choice.

Greg was very interested in cameras. He had an inexpensive automatic camera, which took okay snapshots. But he was saving his allowance in hopes of buying a really good camera with a lot of lenses.He loved looking at camera magazines, studying the different models, picking out the ones he wanted to buy.

You coming or not?" he repeated impatiently.I was going to say no. But then, glancing at the curtains, I thought, it's probably no more spooky out there in that cemetery than it is here in my own bedroom!

The book the snowman was the best book I have ever read it had suspence durring the whole book it was AWSOME!!!