Hello again, Story Club members.

I'm Ivy, your ghostfully host with the most, and keeper of the strangest,

spookiest tales on earth.

Today is another Ivy's chilling tale.

This tale story club members is by my beloved listener Isaiah, who has an incredible

mind for mystery.

If you think you can handle Isaiah's terrifying tale, then listen up listeners because it's

coming at you now.

Grab a cup of hot cocoa, cuddle up with your loved ones, and let's kick off a tale

Isaiah calls, Mystery of the Midnight Scarecrow. In the small and seemingly quiet town of Harvestville,

children played by day and families gathered around fireplaces by night,

sharing tales that send shivers down their spines. The tale that clung to everyone's lips,

especially around the time of Halloween, was that of the scarecrow who walked at midnight.

You see, Harvestville was surrounded by endless fields of corn,

their golden stalks dancing with the autumn breeze.

And right in the middle of these fields stood a scarecrow,

known as Mr. Strawman by the townsfolk.

With button eyes, a stitched smile, and clothes tattered by time,

Mr. Strawman was a symbol of both protection and mystery.

Billy Thompson, a boy with a curiosity as boundless as the cornfields,

couldn't resist the allure of the tale.

He gathered his best friends Lucy and Jake and hatched a plan to unravel the truth about Mr.

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