The air was thin and leaves embraced the ground. Mom and Dad were already asleep and the dogs were put outside, barking wildly. I grabbed my jacket and decided to investigate what was making my dogs go crazy. When I stepped outside, all I could see was a scarecrow. Believing it was nothing, I went to bed. I woke up in the middle of night to the scarecrow was staring at me through the window holding a scythe. I stammered back and felt a strong hold on my shoulders. I turned around and saw a giant black bird, with black oil dripping from it's eyes and mouth. "Lucy" It groaned. I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I woke up quickly with beads of sweat going down my face. I tried to stand out of bed, but screamed in pain. I looked down, and there was scarecrow stand in my leg.
Cassie's family, unlike many black families, owned the land that they lived on.
Explanation:
Many people of color at the time were tenant farmers, and they worked for Mr. Granger. Since Granger wanted to take their land, they were disliked among the community.
