About 2 hours later Dennis, Garth, Charlie (Dennis’ older brother) and there dad decided to go for a walk to sample the local area. They went to the local park.
“ I don’t like the look of some of these rides, dad”, exclaimed Dennis.
“ Oh don’t be such a spoil sport !”, groaned Garth.
“ Yeah, come on Den” Said Charlie.
“ But Dad”, protested Dennis.
But it was too late Dennis’ brothers were dragging him to the park. Dennis decide to go on the roundabout. Dennis’ older brother Charlie pushed him, round and round and round they went until EEK!.
“ Ow, my leg”, Dennis shouted at the top of his voice.
He fell off and jammed his leg underneath it . Dennis’ dad lifted up the round about so Dennis could get his leg out. He pulled his leg out and decided to walk to his mum. Dennis felt like something was missing from him, he looked down. A huge hole in his leg was pouring out blood, muscle was hanging out. It was the most blood Dennis had seen in his life.
“DAD HELP”, cried Dennis.
Dennis fell to the floor in shock. It was like a pit-bull terrier had bit a chunk out of his leg, but there was no pain. A local chap gave them a lift back to our house in his tractor trailer, he led in the hay nearly falling asleep. They got back to the house. Dennis hobbled into the car and his family hopped in after him. First they thought that they would try the local health centre to see if the could patch Dennis up, but they couldn’t.
“ Yell have to go to Penzance” said Dr Mckipper, the local Scottish doctor told them.
“ How far”, asked Dennis’ dad.
“ About 30 to 40 miles”, replied the doctor.
They drove there. It took about one and a half hours to get there. Dennis took a seat and waited for 23 minuets.
“ Dennis Michel”, called a Russian doctor.
Dennis went in and led on the bed. They Injected Dennis with something that made his leg go numb.
“ What are all of these people doing here”, asked Dennis
“ They are medical students”, replied the nurse.
“ Go away” shouted Dennis.
It took six people to hold Dennis down because the med students wouldn’t go away. Dennis got eight stitches in his leg.
“ I’ll tell you dad. One good thing about getting my leg cut open is getting a McDonalds after.”
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Dennis woke up. He hobbled down the stairs and yet again the smell of bacon filled him. It was about 8:30 am.
“ Dennis as a treat, because you were so brave yesterday, we’re going to Flambards.”.
“Great” thought Dennis.
There was one ride he always wanted to go on, it was the “ELIMINATOR”.
Dennis went on a few other rides before he went on the Eliminator. He went on a simulator, round about, tea cups, slash down, finally he wanted to go on the Eliminator
There was a huge queue so Dennis wanted to come back later when the queue had gone down. Dennis saw a another ride called “see no evil, hear no evil” Dennis went on this one. When he got out he went and bought a burger. He saw the queue had gone down on the “ELIMINATOIR”. Dennis ran to the back of the queue and had found that it had shrunk more than he thought.
“£5.50 please”, s aid a screechy old woman. Dennis paid his fee and found a car. EEEERRCH the car started up the steep slope. It took about 2 minuets to reach the top.
All went quiet, suddenly a whooshing sound started. Round and round, through about 3 corkscrews and splash down through water. They gradually slowed into the finish.
