The Scarecrow Walks At Midnight (1994)
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I let out a final muffled cry.
The straw hands wrapped around my throat. The scarecrow rolled over me. My face was pressed into the dry straw of its chest.
I tried to squirm free. But it held on, surrounded me, choked me.
The straw smelled sour. Decayed. I felt sick. A wave of nausea swept over me.
“Let go! Let go!” I heard Stanley pleading.
The scarecrow was surprisingly strong. It wrapped its arms around me tightly, smothering me in the disgusting straw.
I made one last attempt to pull free. S...truggling with all my might, I raised my head.
And saw two balls of fire. Orange streaks of light.
Floating closer.
And in the orange light, I saw Sticks’s face, hard and determined.
I gave another hard tug. And tumbled backwards. “Sticks!” I cried.
He was carrying two blazing torches. The torches from the barn, I realized.
“I was saving these just in case!” Sticks called.
The scarecrows seemed to sense danger.
They let go of us, tried to scramble away.
But Sticks moved quickly.
He swept the two torches, swinging them like baseball bats.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
I let out a final muffled cry.
The straw hands wrapped around my throat. The scarecrow rolled over me. My face was pressed into the dry straw of its chest.
I tried to squirm free. But it held on, surrounded me, choked me.
The straw smelled sour. Decayed. I felt sick. A wave of nausea swept over me.
“Let go! Let go!” I heard Stanley pleading.
The scarecrow was surprisingly strong. It wrapped its arms around me tightly, smothering me in the disgusting straw.
I made one last attempt to pull free. S...truggling with all my might, I raised my head.
And saw two balls of fire. Orange streaks of light.
Floating closer.
And in the orange light, I saw Sticks’s face, hard and determined.
I gave another hard tug. And tumbled backwards. “Sticks!” I cried.
He was carrying two blazing torches. The torches from the barn, I realized.
“I was saving these just in case!” Sticks called.
The scarecrows seemed to sense danger.
They let go of us, tried to scramble away.
But Sticks moved quickly.
He swept the two torches, swinging them like baseball bats.
What to read after The Scarecrow Walks At Midnight?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by R. L. Stine to read onlineMoreLess
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