The Willies

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Well, the first thing I wanted to do was turn back, but Ol’ Hollow Oak Lane had grown far too pitch black. <strong>The</strong>re was no other choice—only one thing to do— march up to that corn field and shove my way through. So I sighed and I walked past the sign and the post wonde ring what things inside would now scare me the most. And I pushed. And I shoved. And I carved out a trail. Through that corn field I went, over hill, over dale.
And for minutes, it seemed, I moved onward quite well, but how far I had gone, I could not rightly tell. For the field was quite dim, and the corn was too tall, and beyond where I was, I could not see at all. I was wandering around like a mouse in a maze, my thoughts running wild, my mind in a daze. I was hopelessly lost; there was simply no doubt; I was trapped in this field and would never get out.
Page 2 and 3: The Willies By Ethan Crownberry
Page 4 and 5: To Sofia. May you never know fear.
Page 6 and 7: But take it from me, out of all we
Page 8 and 9: “On your way home there are thing
Page 10 and 11: It was growing quite dark. I could
Page 12 and 13: Was it goblins, or ghouls, or some
Page 14 and 15: And quite quickly the noises all ca
Page 16 and 17: Then the hair on my forearms now st
Page 18 and 19: And now there were three—it was t
Page 20 and 21: Then onward I went for at least one
Page 24 and 25: Then all of a sudden, from the corn
Page 26 and 27: Then up from the small of my back c
Page 28 and 29: And for what happened next, I was n
Page 30 and 31: Then my heart leapt with joy. I cou
Page 32 and 33: “Though you might think that the
Page 34 and 35: Now, outside I could see how these
Page 36: Good ol’ Mom knew her stuff, and

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