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Uncanny! I stared at Dad's eyes through the gas mask and remembered our handshake. A deal is a deal. With pounding heart, I walked into the soggy, wet mouth of the dead whale. It's uncanny . . . turning into a dung beetle, catching someone else's tattoos, being in bed with a ghost who tickles, seeing a flying dog.
For some reason, this book just popped into my head. I loved this book so much when I was around 13 years old. I don‘t remember what I loved so much about it, but it was my favorite book for several years!