“快去睡吧!都快十一点了。”妈妈催促说。我耷拉着脑袋,灰溜溜地跑进自己的房间。关上了门,在暖烘烘的被窝里,我拿着一本《午夜凶铃》津津有味地看了起来。不知不觉中,闹钟“当、当、当”地敲响了,此时正是十二点整。一阵寒风吹来,我不禁打了个哆嗦。房间的窗帘随风飘起,“汪——”一声狗叫,吓得我连手上的书也掉了下来。 “Go to sleep! It’s almost eleven o’clock,” mum urged. I pulled my head, ran into his room dingy. Closing the door, in the warm blanket, I took a “midnight bell” relished. Unconsciously, the alarm clock “when, when,” sounded, this time is exactly twelve o’clock. A cold wind blew, I can not help but shiver. Room curtains floating in the wind, “Wang - ” a barking, scared me even the book fell off.