I stood watching the tall swings going round and round. I just watched. White knuckles. Heart racing. Panic. I just watched.
“Employees ride for free! Just show your ID!” I knew it was a free ride. I had been on every ride in the park but that one.
When I was 10, I had been in line to ride such a thing, then it broke. Utter chaos followed. Screaming, crying, things falling from the sky. Sirens. It had taken me a long time to return to a carnival, longer to get on a ride. This one was not going to happen.
Word count: 100
This post is part of Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneer blog hop. Each week she gives a photo prompt and challenges readers to respond to the prompt in 100 words. Give it a try. It’s fun! You can find Rochelle’s post here.
Seriously??? The think broke! I would never get on one again if I would have witnessed something like this… It’s why I struggle with roller-coasters. Because I’ve watched a movie about one breaking and killing people. Now every time I’m standing in front of one it pops up in my mind…
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I wasn’t there when it broke but I did base this on one that did break when I was a teen. Pretty scary. I will ride other rides but not this one and not a Ferris Wheel. The one time I rode a Ferris Wheel, it broke when I was at the top and we were stuck up there for what seemed like hours!
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Oh, what a horror!
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I guess the MC tries to get over her fear by working at the fair/amusement park? Getting on that ride… I don’t think anyone would after such a drama. Good story.
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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I doubt I would even return to the carnival!
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Dear Corina,
I can see why she’d be hesitant to ride that one. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Whoa, no, don’t do it!
Scary biscuits, but good story.
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