We could do a scavenger hunt on these trenches or maybe a haunted Halloween party. As i kid i loved getting lost in corn plantations. This right here feels just like it. I was in sixth grade, 2004, I had my favorite my corn stalk. I would go sit under it with a book in the afternoon when the our tin house got too hot. I was really sad when the had to harvest that corn stalk ๐Ÿ˜. It only produced two corn kernels, I wished they left my corn stalk alone.

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