The Fairground

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The Fairground

As I was riding along in the roller coaster, my stomach seemed to be going ten times faster. It felt like everything I had ever eaten and drank was being churned about inside my belly.  I could barely notice anything when I was sitting in the carriage. The merry-go-round was lit up with hundreds of brightly coloured lights, of all different colours.  These reflected in the children's joyful faces. With the wind in my own face and tears streaming from my eyes, everything around me soon became a multicoloured blur and it was impossible for me to focus. It was easy to hear everything around me - the shrill cries of peoples voices interrupted by the sirens of the fairground. The noise was almost deafening. Then finally the rollercoaster applied its brakes and with a long ear-piercing screech it slowly came to a halt.  For a moment or two there seemed to be silence as everybody lifted their heads and let go of the bars. With a sigh of relief I got out and went in search for somewhere to be sick, then to find the next heart-stopping ride.

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Deciding that I needed to find a toilet, I came across a deserted block at one end of the fair.  They looked as though they had been bombed in World War One.  Inside they were even worse, where not even the bravest would dare enter.  However it was decorated in colourful graffiti and it held my interest for longer than the hall of mirrors.

Stepping back outside the noise of the fairground became louder.  I wanted to try my luck at a coconut stall. I had three balls to knock down two coconuts, but I was a whiz ...

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