It was a dark afternoon when we had just moved into the farmhouse.
"Hey, guys are you guys ok?" they all replied with yeah.
"I don't feel good. The scarecrow is the scariest thing here."
Jose told me "Stop worrying everything is going to be fine."
"ok, then good night guys". The next day I woke up went downstairs ate some breakfast and got ready to go work with the cows, milk them whatever. I was walking over to the cows... I saw Jose dead on the floor, his arms. They were on opposite sides of the room still bleeding out pointing to his dead corpse. His eyes I couldn't see them because there was a lot of blood oozing out probably covering them if they were still there. I was having a panic attack. My breathing was heavy. Then I heard a darkening sound that will forever be my nightmare... squish... I looked down at my feet moved them both. Oops, I found one of his eyes. At this point, I started crying feeling like I was next. I was feeling like this was the game of a sick demented person. After what felt like an eternity I was a little calm still crying. I looked at the eye again and saw that it had a note under it. The note read Ⱨ₳VɆ ₣Ʉ₦... I started to have another panic attack yelling and screaming at the top of my lungs. My throat became sore. Jessica heard me and came running over to see what was wrong.
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RandomThis was a story that I put together quickly for an English project so now I am posting it on wattpad if you are easily disturbed then this is not a story for you. and this was also something that I put together fast
