The Scarecrow Wants My Coat

Every night, it stands one row closer to the house.Marisol Vega has never run from anything. Not the goat that headbutts people for fun. Not the bat that got into the kitchen. Not even Mrs. Ottmer's basement, which smells like wet pennies and regret. She lives on ten acres of corn at the edge of a road actually named Creep Street, and the week before her dad burns the maze down for the season is supposed to be the best week of the year.Then the scarecrow climbs off its post.Old Patch has guarded the Vega farm since before Marisol was born. Burlap head. Stitched grin. Her grandpa's ratty brown work coat. But this morning the grin is sewn a little wider, and Old Patch isn't wearing the brown coat anymore. He's wearing a denim jacket. One exactly like hers.Every night after that, he takes one more step out of the maze. One row closer to the farmhouse. One row closer to her window. And Grady Pell, the new kid from the city who is scared of open fields and possibly of corn itself, has worked out the rule nobody wanted to hear:Whoever wears the coat takes the scarecrow's place.There is one week until the corn burns. Marisol knows how to end this. She just doesn't know what it will cost her - and she is about to find out that some things are much easier to put on than to take off.Inside this book:A scarecrow that walks a little farther every single nightTen acres of dead corn and exactly one way outA fearless farm kid who is about to learn what fear feels likeA best friend who is terrified of everything except telling the truthAn ending readers will want to argue about at lunchCreep Street is a series of standalone spooky-fun horror novellas for readers ages 8 to 12 - short chapters, fast scares, and a cliffhanger every few pages. Built for reluctant readers, hallway dares, flashlight-under-the-blanket nights, and classroom bookshelves. Each book stands completely on its own, so you can start anywhere on the street.Reading level: grades 3-6. Creepy, not gory. Funny, not mean.The corn is dying. The scarecrow is not.Run.

Every night, it stands one row closer to the house.Marisol Vega has never run from anything. Not the goat that headbutts people for fun. Not the bat that got into the kitchen. Not even Mrs. Ottmer's basement, which smells like wet pennies and regret. She lives on ten acres of corn at the edge of a road actually named Creep Street, and the week before her dad burns the maze down for the season is supposed to be the best week of the year.Then the scarecrow climbs off its post.Old Patch has guarded the Vega farm since before Marisol was born. Burlap head. Stitched grin. Her grandpa's ratty brown work coat. But this morning the grin is sewn a little wider, and Old Patch isn't wearing the brown coat anymore. He's wearing a denim jacket. One exactly like hers.Every night after that, he takes one more step out of the maze. One row closer to the farmhouse. One row closer to her window. And Grady Pell, the new kid from the city who is scared of open fields and possibly of corn itself, has worked out the rule nobody wanted to hear:Whoever wears the coat takes the scarecrow's place.There is one week until the corn burns. Marisol knows how to end this. She just doesn't know what it will cost her - and she is about to find out that some things are much easier to put on than to take off.Inside this book:A scarecrow that walks a little farther every single nightTen acres of dead corn and exactly one way outA fearless farm kid who is about to learn what fear feels likeA best friend who is terrified of everything except telling the truthAn ending readers will want to argue about at lunchCreep Street is a series of standalone spooky-fun horror novellas for readers ages 8 to 12 - short chapters, fast scares, and a cliffhanger every few pages. Built for reluctant readers, hallway dares, flashlight-under-the-blanket nights, and classroom bookshelves. Each book stands completely on its own, so you can start anywhere on the street.Reading level: grades 3-6. Creepy, not gory. Funny, not mean.The corn is dying. The scarecrow is not.Run.