An old grain silo used to stand in the vacant field down the way. The kids used to pretend it was a rocket ship or a castle, and it remained this way, until a family bought it, turning it into a home.
They worked on the place day-in, day-out and sometimes at night for nearly a year. Then one morning it caught fire, smoke and flames bellowing out from every crease and crack in the structure.
Then to everyone’s amazement, it rose from the ground with a massive trail of vapor gushing from beneath and thundered skyward. All that remains today is the scorched cement pad that was the foundation.
The family has never been seen or heard of since.
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