Creepy Scarecrow Novels & Stories

There was this vibe about him and he was really creepy. I got up immediately and cleared my throat before using the bathroom hurriedly and going back to the couch. I couldn't fall back asleep. I shut my eyes, in pretence, it seemed as though I was asleep and I steadied my breathing to make it buyable. The smell and smoke of whatever he was dabbling in weren't pleasant to me but I couldn't complain. I didn't know how long this went on for but I heard a cock crow and not long after, Scorpion shuffled around before dragging his feet to the bedroom.

" I tried to keep on walking hoping that I saw someone but as I'm walking farther I have noticed that there is someone following me. "who was there! show yourself don't act like a coward monster" I shout and then I look everywhere trying to find who is That's someone who follows me but still nothing I couldn't see anything other than trees and plants. A walk again but there was someone held my feet and I fall to the ground after that my hand was been held by someone or should I say vines of the trees, They were moving like a true alive monster in the form of trees. I wiggle and struggle but the creeper was holding me so tight.

an enthusiastic voice cried. “That looks totally creepy” Mary whispered, visibly frightened. Creepy was obviously not the greatest word to describe it, thought Summer. The mill was gigantic, debris had fallen off in places, it seemed the whole structure would crumble and cave in at any movement. Summer couldn’t help notice how isolated and lonely it was, standing on its own; no human existence ever seemed traceable. It was a shock to see that time had stood still. It was even more of a shock to hear a voice scream. At first it didn’t register, but after a few seconds of staring at the others, Summer realized that the scream had not escaped from them, but from something else. Even worse

I shout, he looks down at the ground and shockingly begins to cry. I move even further away slightly feeling like this was gonna take a bad turn, he wipes his eyes looking at me tears rolling down his face. "Layla listen to me, I know the things I do are scary but I always have yours and Gabbie's best interests at heart" he starts, I stare at him utterly confused, who the heck is he taking about?! "I know you hate the life I live but it's just this one last job, you'll wait outside with Gabbie and straight after it's done we'll run away with each other" he cries, but he wasn't looking at me he was looking around the woods, is this guy hallucinating? "I know baby but trust me, nothing is gonn

He even ignored some of the neighbors who tried to say hello. His mind was very confused. Trying to calm down while lying down on the bed. He took the phone from his pocket and opened it. A new e-mail arrives. It was from the person who ordered it. Domain address unknown. [Is the task done?] Signs of deep thought, Marco immediately sent photo evidence of the child's corpse to the e-mail. [Good. Go to Loswood Cemetery. Take your money in the trash can under the tree tonight. If you're late and your money's gone, it's none of my business.]

Trisha unmounted my back, then I changed back to human immediately. “How are you feeling?” I asked, looking down on Trisha. “Don’t let us do that again,” she replied, clutching her pearls. “Certainly not. Now, let’s do something about me,” I said, pointing to the scarecrow. Trisha opened her mouth wide in amusement upon realizing I had no clothes on, while I walked to strip the scarecrow naked, exposing its brown straws. “Ugh, barely fits,” I said after putting the scarecrow’s cloth on.

"You little ‘evil! Who permitted you to meddle with my privacy!?" I laughed while being chased with a knife. "We've been together for 13 years! What's wrong if I'd read about your first love?" He screams like a girl. "Aaah! Get back here! I will make you regret this!" ☪ ✧ ✧ I visited my uncle's vast farm and fixed the fallen scarecrow. I placed stones on each side of the stand. While I was the one scared as Acro was already perched on the scarecrow without a trace of sound.

For the next few hours, rooks and bodies perched under the arms and legs and pedestal poles of each scarecrow stuck under the grave, screaming assorted names that had nothing like their families' names. - FATHER WHAT DID YOU DO, FATHER WHAT DID YOU DO, WHY DID YOU DO THAT? – That was the beginning of Luna's scream like a scarecrow, if that wasn't enough, the crows screamed and cawed together, it spread throughout the cemetery, screaming and screaming. - KILLER, KILLER, WHY DID YOU DO THAT?

"You know how to use the scroll! Tell me what to do!" He paused, then slowly removed the mossy metal mask from his face. The sight stopped June’s breath. The man had no face—just a swirl of wind, green leaves, and white light. He was the ghost of the first Gardener. "To stop the Reaper, you must become the Scarecrow," he said, holding out the mask. "The mask can protect the garden. But once you put it on, you’ll never take it off. You’ll witness every death, every birth, every breath on this planet. You’ll be the guardian—but you’ll be alone in the light."

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.