Let's start off with some background information. I live in southern Nebraska where there is nothing but small towns and corn with some gravel roads. I am a teenage girl and I live out in my grandparents house in the middle of the country, I don't exactly call myself a country girl, but I am experienced with cattle and other farm animals along with a small garden. My grandpa and grandma took me in when my parents got a divorce and didn't want anymore stress on me and decided to have me live with my grandparents that will keep an eye on me and raise me better than they could. I only saw my parents on Christmas, they never gave eachother eye contact and kept distance, but always gave me a hug and a "How are you?" and "How is school going?". Just like every other teenager I said, "Im okay and school is alright." Life was alright without them quite frankly it was amazing without them and that's why I am fine today. Alright enough of the backstory.
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The Cornfield Creature
HorrorThis short story is about a teenager that tells what she experienced on her grandparents farm where she lives currently.
