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The smith family was driving up to a small cottage they had rented for the weekend. They could hear the voices of chirping birds in the trees, but when they saw the cottage. Their eyes popped out of their skulls, it was gorgeous.
The only thing that scared them was the scarecrow. The families conversation turned to talking about how evil it looked like. “It looks like a bat or like it want to scare us not crows.” The whole family laughed at that one.
There was soon complaining coming from the oldest child because she had to sleep in the living room because her parents got the master bedroom and her 2 brothers go the other rooms of the house. It was so unfair and the worst part was it was the closest room to that unpleasant scarecrow languishing in the overgrown corn field. The sun was setting over the scarecrow which made it even more unpleasant and scary.
At 9:00 in the morning the Smith family got up, got ready and went for a walk and for some crazy reason the oldest child stays behind.
A couple of minutes later she hears a noise. She realises it is the kitchen phone buzzing. She runs to find it. She searches till finally she finds it. She answers it. There is nothing for a while until slow, oh ever so slowly, the sound, no, it could not be…yes, very heavy breathing.
She immediately hangs up, the chill of that heavy breathing is still slowly trickling down her back, a chill as cold as ice on a snowy dark winter night. It is as if someone is watching her every move. She slowly sits down in the leather chair. She keep searching the room as if expecting someone to be there. She slowly turns on the TV. It crackles then turns off. She stares at the field as if she had been expecting the scarecrow to be out there but it could not be….yes it is, the scarecrow was gone! Suddenly there is a knock on the door. She looks through the peep hole. No-one was there. She runs to the phone to ring her mum. Her mum’s phone rings in her mums bedroom. She runs upstairs and finds the tormented face of the scarecrow staring in tat her, so lifelike, so evil, she swears. She saw it blink at her. She begins to feel more and more terrified. She tries to scream but she’s too scared to make any noise at all. Suddenly a noise rings out not from her but from the phone. She ran down the stairs she would do anything to get away from that evil scarecrow. She grabbed the phone as quick as a cheetah running after its prey on the hot summer plains of Africa. She answers it but the only sound she could hear was a sound so terrifying. It made her faint.
Article posted June 17, 2010 at 04:43 PM •
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