I still remember that day clearly, I made my 1st ever scare-crow, big and strong just like My Big Brother.
My oldest memories are the ones I shared with my Big brother.
He is the first person that comes to my mind when I think of family.
He was extremely nice to me,
I still remember the first time I opened my eyes, he was there in front of me, smiling and having a big grin on his face.
He was 12 and I was 1.
So I'm sure you understand how much I looked upto him.
I remember each day he would come to the fields to see me, he looked just like me, not that I know what I look like, but I'm certain he did.
He would tell me all sorts of stories, about his friends and this mysterious place called school.
I've never been to school. But according to Big brother it's this extremely large place at the outer edge of the village.
Oh yeah the village is this damp place where big brother and I lived all alone together.
I've never ever seen anyone else here, Just me, my brother and now my own very lovely scare-crow.
Brother told me about his friends, I still remember that conversation.
He told me that the school is always full of people. Even though nobody would actually be there. Nobody that looked like us that is. According to Big Brother, the school is full of all sorts of wooden things, the same material I am made of, he said.
That raised another question in my mind which I never asked him, you see around Big Brother, I never talked.
All I did was stand where I am and listen.
But the question was always there in my head, I just kept on listening to him cause it would always seem much more amusing, but today I ask this question to you all,
What did Big Brother mean,
when he said, the same material I am made of?
Also, does that mean he is not made of the same material as me?
Well not that I expect an answer, I just liked listening to his tales.
He told me about how he would sit in an empty classroom and suddenly everyone would start talking, then suddenly an invisible person would silence everyone, and then suddenly the chalk on the black board would start writing on its own.
According to Big Brother, what all the chalk wrote did not make any sense, that's cause it all looked like gibberish to him, I don't know what he meant, that's cause I never went to school,
But I believe that whatever big brother said must be true.
I remember it as clear as day...
Big Brother loved to use his mouth and bite on this weird plant stuff we have everywhere, It is this extremely symmetrical collection of flesh compressed in these tiny bead like things that completely surround the husk. That's how he described them, I don't really understand what he meant by any of that though.
Oh yeah now I remember, he called it corn.
He said it rhymes with porn.
I don't know what it means either.
He never told me, he just said it's not something meant for kids to watch.
I wonder if it's some sort of a bird...
If so then why would he tell me it's not meant to be seen by me?
So many unanswered questions...
I still don't get why would Big Brother leave me behind in the field at night, it was so scary. There would be all sorts of weird sounds. Sometimes I would hear scary howls, I won't really understand what they meant. It's just that the very sound of it would scare me to the point that I would start crying.
One day I just couldn't take it, it was so scary for me that I got up from my alotted stand and went into the hut, the place where Big Brother slept.
It was small and warm, yet for some reason it was much more darker than the night sky.
There were no stars or clouds in the sky when I looked at them from there, neither was there, the moon.
The one thing that would comfort me at night when the weird noises would scare me, but at nights even he would leave me.
It was a night just like those.
I got inside, I felt content that Big Brother would be inside.
I went near him and stood there, saying nothing and doing nothing.
Just like always.
Suddenly Big Brother opened his eyes and he looked at me.
After that what happened makes no real sense to me.
He lumped on in fear and screamed monster-monster and started running, I ran after him in fear, I thought there was a monster behind us.
I feared for my life as well.
I also feared that Big Brother would leave me behind.
I kept on running, I even begged him to not leave me behind. I cried, I wailed, I did everything I could but he did not looked back.
Then suddenly his foot strangled to something, possibly a tree root, and he feel.
I heard the sound of something tearing through his flesh, that's when I noticed something strange and disturbing about him.
He and I, we really weren't the same.
There was another tree root that had pierced through his neck, from where he had been punctured, a red water like substance started to flow.
I tried to wake him up, but he wouldn't listen to me, I decided to let him rest a little bit, surely he would wake up the next morning.
I went inside the hut and slept.
The next morning I woke up I found out that everything had been destroyed in a flash flood, everything but the hut, the farm animals were all gone too,
Then some days later, near the fields I found this very weird structure, it looked like a weird purple skinned Scarecrow, completely different from me or Big Brother. Though he was the same size as he was.
So I decided to turn him into my own scare crow.
Its been years since then, but I still am waiting for Big Brother's return back home.
I'm sure he is out there looking for all those farm animals that had all run off to somewhere in the floods.
I don't know why but for some reason, I feel like I am not the Scarecrow, but rather the Big Brother.
And the Big Brother is actually the real Scarecrow.
Then again it's just a feeling I've got...