“The basement?” He frowned, as if t

“The basement?” He frowned, as if thinking hard about it.
“Were you?” I demanded. “Were you in the basement, Peter?”
“No. Of course not,” he said sharply.
And then he startled me. He reached out suddenly and grabbed my wrist.
“Danielle,” he whispered through gritted teeth. He squeezed my wrist hard and brought his face close to mine. “Danielle, don’t forget me. Please
—don’t forget me!”
The next morning, I dressed for school in a hurry. I gazed out the window as I pulled on a baggy gray sweater over a pair of black straight-legged
jeans. It was a cloudy day. Cold, gray light poured into my bedroom, making long, dark shadows over the floor.
Despite the gray, I felt cheerful, eager to get downstairs to breakfast. It was a new day. A new start. My frightening nightmare about the strange,
glistening kids was just that—a nightmare.
It’s normal to have strange dreams when you move into a new house, I told myself.
And I assured myself that Peter would be okay today.

結果 (中文) 1:

"基底"?他皱起了眉头，好像它苦苦思索。"是你吗?"我要求。"是你在地下室里，彼得?"《 第三号当然不，"他厉声说。然后他吓我一跳。他突然伸手，一把抓住我的手腕。"丹尼尔，"他咬紧牙地低声说。他挤我的手腕硬并带他靠近我的脸。"丹尼尔，别忘了我。请— — 别忘了我!"第二天早上，我穿衣服匆忙上学。我凝视着窗外时，我把一件宽大的灰色毛衣上一双黑色直腿牛仔裤。它是一个多云的日子。寒冷、 灰色的光涌进我的卧室，使长，楼以上的黑暗阴影。灰色的尽管我觉得性格开朗，渴望得到楼下早餐。它是新的一天。一个新的开始。关于奇怪，我可怕的噩梦闪闪发光的孩子只是 — — 一场噩梦。它是正常的有奇怪的梦，当你搬入一个新的房子，我告诉自己。而我向自己保证彼得会今天没事。

結果 (中文) 3:

“地下室？“他皱着眉头，好像在想它。”“我要求。“你在地下室吗？“当然不是，”他说，“他说，”然后他吓了一跳。他伸手突然抓住我的手腕。
“丹妮尔，”他低声咬牙切齿。他紧紧捏住我的手腕，把脸贴近我的脸。“丹妮尔，别忘了我。请不要忘记我！第二天早上，我匆匆忙忙地穿上了学校。我望着窗外，我拉上一条黑色的直筒裤，
牛仔裤一件宽松的灰色毛衣。这是一个多云的日子。寒冷，灰色的光线涌进我的卧室，在地板上长，深黑色的阴影。尽管灰色，我感觉愉快，渴望得到楼下的早餐。这是新的一天。一个新的开始。我对这个奇怪的可怕的噩梦，
闪闪发光的孩子只是一个噩梦。
是正常的有奇怪的梦，当你搬进新家，我告诉自己。
我确信彼得今天会好的。