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forgotton fair

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As I thought my way through the growing darkness overcame me. The wind and mist blocked everything out. I couldn't believe that this was the place I once used to visit that was so full of life. Bright illuminous lights used to welcome you in and now all that welcomed you was a sign half fallen off, paint chipped and over grown weeds. The funfair sign was demolished. I pushed open the rusty old gate it clanked as though it was about to fall off its hinges. I smelt my hands. They smelt foul. It was a rotten rusty smell. I wiped them on my jeans and looked into the darkness. I saw litter everywhere. I sighed and looked down at my feet. There was an abandoned teddy bear laying there. It was colourless, lifeless. It once was pink but now a faded yellowy brown colour. It was dirty. ...read more.


As I looked dup a piece of the track was hanging off, I thought it was going to break and plummet to the ground taking me with it. As I turned to walk away I could smell a faint smell of petrol and oil. I took a glimpse back and it flashed before me: the ride when it was full of life. The bright red, yellows and blues of the lights drawing your attention in, while the fair ground music bellowed throughout the whole park. The screams and laughter of the kids and adults, cameras flashing of families capturing the joyful screams as the rides whizzed by. I knew it was just my imagination so I looked away and carried on walking. I carried on my way through the park visualising how it had on been. Now I had to watch where I was walking, litter and dirt surrounded me. ...read more.


As I climbed back over the counter there was a brief grin on my face. I put the rain cover back up to protect it once again. As I walked away from the coconut shy I thought about the whole fair. I headed back to the gate. I heard a massive bang. It sounded like an explosion. I jumped and swung around, seeing that part of the track on the rollercoaster had fallen to the ground. I just looked on and smiled. I was happy that one part of it was still alive. But now everyday after school I decided I would come to the fair and I paint the coconut shy, and restored it to its former glory, and every so often when me and my friends have nothing to do we might come here and play a game. Although it is ruined at least one part remains. I also kept that teddy bear I found that day. It sits on my bed. No one knows where I got it from still. ...read more.

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