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I stared at the unusual scarecrow standing
in the middle of the lush field. I noticed he seemed to be as tall as a
pitchfork. When I walked up to him I touched his soft velvet wings
because I couldn't believe those blue wings were really there. But when
I got to the middle of one wing I pricked my finger on the wood
supporter. Then I delicately felt the string that supported his flapping
wings. My mouth watered at the sight of his candy corn fangs.
Unsuspectingly, a cool wind blew and I heard a sudden ding-dong from the
scarecrow's bell. I couldn't help but notice he was all set for winter!
He had on a pink floppy hat and two scarves! Then I noticed his orange
shoes and old-fashioned pants. By nightfall he looked so real I thought
he would fly away.
By Marcelo |