Page 444 - Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Book 1

That’s when I decided to speak up.

I told everyone that I knew what happened to

the Cheese. I said I was sick of it being on the

blacktop, and I just decided to get rid of it once

and for all.

For a second there, everyone just froze. I

thought people were going to start thanking me

for what I did, but boy, was I wrong.

I really wish I had worded my story a little

differently. Because if I threw away the Cheese,

guess what that meant? It meant that I have

the Cheese Touch.