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"Whoosh,
whoosh." I heard a sound as I was walking through the cornfield on a
golden, sunny, autumn day. I saw a shadow waving at me and I knew it must be a
scarecrow. I heard a whoosh from her black hat that looked like a bat sitting on
her head. I heard a clacking sound from her golden button mouth. I smelled her
dirty maroon patched overalls and felt a tap as a button came off them and hit
me. Her small, shiny black eyes looked funny in her brown styrofoam face. Her
straw hair stuck out of that hat and reminded me of shoelaces hanging down from
her head. Her old work boots were black. I still didn't know what that shadow
was, but we became friends.
By Lisa |