🌽 Just outside Cedar Rapids, near the fertile banks of the Cedar River, sits a sprawling cornfield, where the air is thick with the scent of sweet maize and something else—something far older. The locals whisper of The Farmer’s Daughter, a place that seems to pulse with life, day and night. The story goes that long ago, a farmer’s daughter vanished from her family’s homestead, her disappearance never fully explained. Some say she was taken by the river; others claim she simply ran away, heartbroken and disillusioned. But those who have ventured into the cornfields after dusk tell a different tale.

The fields themselves seem to remember the girl, and they react to anyone who dares walk among them. Visitors often hear the distant sound of soft laughter carried by the wind, a faint tune that echoes across the rows of corn, though no one is ever seen. The stories tell of a girl who plays among the stalks, calling for someone—anyone—to find her. But once you step into the rows, something changes. The air grows thicker. The sun seems to dip faster. People have been known to lose their way, the river’s current suddenly feeling much closer than it should be.

Vacation Tip: If you hear laughter, leave. She’s not alone out there.