“The Scarecrow”
Okay, so this happened a couple Halloweens ago .... 🥶
I was helping out at this tiny haunted house thing our town does — super low budget, like black trash bags for walls and a fog machine that wouldn’t stop beeping. Anyway, around 10 PM, this tall guy walks in wearing a scarecrow costume. Like… really good. Old burlap mask, straw hands, stitched mouth — it looked way too real for something from a thrift store.
He didn’t talk, just stood in the corner watching everyone. I figured he was one of the volunteers being creepy, so I just ignored it.
When the night ended, I went to thank everyone for helping. That’s when I realized no one knew who the scarecrow guy was.
So I walk over, trying to be chill, and I’m like, “Hey, man, good job tonight.”
He turns his head — slowly — and I hear whispering coming from inside the mask. Not mumbling, not breathing. It was my name.
I froze. I didn’t even tell anyone there my name.
Then he leans in, real close, and goes, “See you next Halloween.”
And just walks out the side door.
Next morning, the door’s still locked from the inside. Nobody saw him leave.
This year? I came home from work last night…
and there’s a burlap mask sitting on my porch.
It’s wet — like it’s been out in the rain —
but it smells like fresh hay ....
i appreciate the love if i win , def gonna need it so i dont have to go work at the same haunted house this year 🥰
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