Date: 8/6/2017

By GingerDreamer01

It was a normal afternoon at my father's house. Me and my sisters were all watching TV when suddenly there was a bright flash. We looked out the window to see a ball of fire hit it. Fire kept hitting the side of the house, but it never caught fire. It was one after another, until a truck rammed into the house. We decided we had enough and went to confront our attackers. They stopped as we approached, and we saw a carnival near our house. They thought we were treading on their territory. Meanwhile in a cornfield a boy has gone missing. A skeletal arm was found near the field. As his searchers left, he appeared fully grown. He was no longer a child of the corn. He was a man of the corn.