Paranoia

The Green thumb

Sarah was a lonely girl. She stayed on a farm on her lonesome, and didn't get many visitors. She wished she could be around a lot of people again, but knew it would never happen as it would be to expensive to move to the city. She cared about the farm more than herself, leading to a small depression. After she finished working on the crops she would sit in her rocking chair and sway back and forth. One day while watering the weeds to grow strong and tall, she felt something strange under her boot. As she slowly kneeled to the ground, she jumped back mortified as she materialized what she had seen. A darkly green, decrepit thumb with the bone that interlocked the thumb and the hand together sticking out the things rear end. The meat and veins were visible. Sarah also ya seen a paper connected to it. "Do I pick it up and read it", she thought. She excluded her better judgement and reached down and grabbed the thumb. She felt the hardened skin rub across hers. A string attached a piece of paper. The paper read "Plant me". Sarah instantly knew she wouldn't do that, as it was to strange of a request. "I'll keep the thumb and report it to the police eventually, she thought. With each coming day however, the curiosity of a cat drew her in to the thumb every day. It grew more and more.
"If it I plant nothing 'll happen", she thought as she walked outside the bury the piece of a body. She went back to her weeds, dug a hole then encapsulated the thumb with dirt. Sarah then proceeded to go to her chair and rock. Every day Sarah would go to her weeds and water them and the thumb. Sarah walked out the do her routine bare foot the next morning. She walked over to the weeds.
All of a sudden something cold and hard crawl upon her toes. She looked down to see five green fingers gripping upon her toes. She screamed and went to grab her shovel. She started to go in to dig, but once her shovel hit the dirt, the substance felt like concrete more than itself. "That's okay", she said.
"Boomp". She banged the shovel on the fingers. "Boomp". "Boomp." "Boomp." Nothing was happening to the fingers. Sarah stopped watering the area, thinking it would stop the thing from growing. She would look out the window however, and realized the thing didn't need water, as it kept growing anyways. Soon a hand spurred from beneath the dirt. "I'll leave tomorrow", she thought.
BMP. bmp." She woke to see nothing, and looked around , but it was only darkness. Her leg jolted as something began to yanked upon. She fell to the ground as she began to be pulled under the bed. She kicked until the figure let go, and she ran off to the kitchen. She looked around until she found the light, and swiftly cut it on. She seen nothing and started to get mad. "Where the fuck are You!" She then looked out of the window. A creature of dark green stood out side. It was a human, and they looked exactly like Sarah. The only thing was the the skin that connected to the face was gone, leaving a meaty veiny mess where it would be. It stared at Sarah intensely, looking as angry as she was. Fear flooded Sarah as she dashed to the door and locked it, but the She heard the back door open. She grabbed her carving knife ready to fight for her life. She walked around slowly, searching for the creature. The light cut  back off leaving Sarah in a dark room. Her necked jolted as something latched on to it. She was slowly lifted off the ground and turned around. She seen the monster in detail now. The pink meaty face looked polished in liquid. The creature grabbed the knife from. Sarah, and aimed toward her face. The knife slowly around the under carriage of her chin. "Aaaawwwwaaa." The point plunged into the area, and Sarah screamed in pain. She felt the knife rub against her jawbone as the knife scraped back and forth, slowly removing her face and scalp from her head. She screamed for help, but no one could hear.
In the morning Sarah went in sat in here chair and rocked as she stared into the corn fields, but something was different about her.