Page 404 - Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Book 1

That’s the last thing I remember before I

blacked out.

I came to my senses a few hours later. After I

woke up, I cracked the door open, and I heard

snoring coming from Fregley’s room. So I decided

to make a run for it.

Mom and Dad were not happy with me for getting

them out of bed at 2:00 in the morning. But by

that point, I could really care less.