Welcome to Scarecrow Hollow
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Last published Fri, Jul 22, 2022
The Urban Myth:
The house was built around the turn of the century by an elderly man with many children. When the man died in the 1940's of old age, he left his spirit behind in the home. The apparition drags people out of their beds during the night, leaving them in the hallway. The man also has an affinity for doors-every door in the house that is left open and is always found closed again.
The Fiction:
WELCOME TO SCARECROW HOLLOW where things go bump in the night...
Meet old man Wilson. Viciously murdered by his children for his money, his spirit is left behind. Outside, in the deserted cornfield, a lonely scarecrow dwells in the wind, and is used as a perch for the black birds. But with a closer look, it isn't a scarecrow at all. The birds flock to it like a moth to a flame, one by one pecking at the loose, decayed flesh hanging on the meat
hook. People who visit the old farmhouse begin to disappear, one by one with no explanation...spray painted in red paint --the sign into the town of Scarecrow Hollow reads:
Warning:
Don't go into Scarecrow Hollow if you want to live...
That's not what the Winter children had in mind while on their way to visit their favorite farm with their father, where things tend to go bump in the
night. It will take the three siblings, Lance, Gwen and Merle to solve the mystery, in this middle grade thriller. Readers beware...you're in for a scare! Find out what happens in "Welcome to Scarecrow Hollow."
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