Scariest Scarecrow Novels & Stories

It isn’t until I smell the rooting carcasses that seem to smell like a dead animal that has been hit by a car and left on the side of the road do I start moving and with the moving I catch someone’s attention, some unwanted attention. As I crawl towards Ash, I see some movement to the right of me; something is crawling out of the pile of bodies. I continue to crawl towards Ash, only faster this time, and I reach him just in time. The beast emerges from the pile of bodies and steps out into the light. I scream in horror, what kind of monster is this, its skin a deadly grey that hangs off its body, with wrinkles covering its body. Its eyes bright yellow but they have a faded tint to them. When

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This is the husband and wife's sunflower farm, they are sloppy farmers who have lived on this land for a long time, but now when the husband finds out that his wife has been killed and her body is stuffed into the scarecrow, causing her husband to be heartbroken. “On July 6, I went out to the city to trade some sunflower-related products. Products made from sunflowers are purchased at high prices and are completely environmentally friendly; My wife doesn't go out often because of poor health, she just hangs around the house and takes care of the sunflower garden. On July 9th, I returned to the farm late at night but couldn't see her anywhere, so I thought she was out on business. Until the n

He called out to them but they didn't care to respond. “Camila! Come out!” he called out to his older daughter to come out of the house. A beautiful teenage girl came running out on her father’s voice. “Get them inside. They’re gonna hurt themselves!” Bruno said and stood up to step into the fields. Camila obeyed her father and set out after her sisters. She could see the movement in the field near the scarecrow. Ironically, most of the straws of the scarecrow had found new homes in crow nests around the field. Bruno pledged to repair it every time he saw it but always ended up leaving it for later. The miserable scarecrow, like its owner, longed for a break that never came. Camila and the s

Even at that hour, the old werewolf ran from the cemetery, being chased by the crows, while they carried the scarecrow that took the form of his daughter, screaming through the clouds, among the swoops, in his head. To complete the picture and join her, there were more than a hundred crows, with more than 15 scarecrows that took the forms of their victims, all women missing, who chased him, flying and screaming. - KILLER, YOU DAMN IT. – Each of them screamed. When they saw that they weren't the only ones chasing their killers. The cemetery was full of crows, scarecrows and zombies chasing some people, they even came to the point of leaving the cemetery, in pursuit, prowling their killers.

Too fucking bizarre to even contemplate, to even have been real. Still, it was funny, how the thin giant’s head didn’t seem nearly as large and monstrous tonight as it had when they were younger. There were other Halloween decorations on display along Brazier Drive, amid these sleeping Houses of the Holy. Richard noticed some window-cling mummies, and a bedsheet ghost in the trees. An autumn-harvest scarecrow with a pair of dullish orange pumpkins (whose fleshy insides must be turning to stringy, seeded mush with the warm September days) sat on the porch stoop next door.

Turning, I began to move towards it, unable to quite comprehend what could possibly be making that type of noise this deep in the forest. Moving forward, I came across a field with glowing blue flowers and what looked to be scarecrows. They twisted about lazily in the wind as a few birds began to land on them. Snarling, the scarecrows mouths snapped open as their claw-like hands grabbed the birds eating them in one bite. As they chewed, pieces of the birds could be seen traveling down the scarecrows skeletal throats and past their ribecages before the now-ground-up creatures hit the earth below them.

Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary

Anne only replied to Jack's words with a glimpse of a smile. Out of Anne's expectation, when they arrived, it turned out that they were not alone. There were about twenty people there. Instead of feeling happy and safe, Anne felt scared and wanted to run away. The reason was because those people wore black robes with pointed hoods that almost covered half of their faces. From their posture, Anne could guess that they were men and women. Lighting torches were planted all around them. And the center of Anne's attention was a giant stone in the shape of an owl.

“My senior has never fought anyone for years! He hates people of Country H the most! Why would he even know you in the first place? “At least find a better reason to show off, you bastard! “Are you trying to scare me with that? Dream on!” Seb flipped his hand, revealing a scarecrow. He chanted something in front of Harvey, before pulling the scarecrow’s head off. An ominous power materialized, wanting to snap Harvey’s neck. But the moment it felt Harvey’s aura, it instantly vanished. The murderous intent Harvey gathered during his time of war was no less than terrifying. Supernatural powers naturally had no effect against him.