Hello again Story Club members. I'm Ivy, your ghostly host with the most and keeper of the strangest,

spurious tales on earth. Today is another Ivy's chilling tale. This tale story club members is extra spooktacular because it was written by one of you.

Thank you so much to my beloved listener, 8-year-old Madeline, for creating today's moving tale for us.

It's one Madeline and I call wear cow.

Nina had always been drawn to tales of the supernatural. The scarier, the better. So when her

family decided to spend summer at Grandpa Joe's old farmhouse, Nina was ecstatic. The countryside

with its eerie shadows and ancient legends

was a playground for her vivid imagination.

Now remember, Grandpa Joe said as they sat around the dinner table their first night,

stay away from the northern meadow when it's a full moon.

Nina's younger brother Lucas giggled. Why Grandpa Joe?

That's so random. Because of the wear cow with the sharpest pangs ever, moo, moo, moo.

But Grandpa Joe didn't laugh. His eyes were serious, and his voice had a hint of fear.

That's no laughing matter, Lucas.

People have disappeared from that meadow.

The where cow is real.

Nina's eyes sparkled with excitement.

The where cow?

Move over boring summer.

This was a mystery just begging to be explored.

So, over the next few days, whenever Grandpa Joe wasn't around,

Nina began collecting snippets of stories about the wear cow.

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