Carnival Ride

The last time I ever went to a carnival was when I was thirteen, and I am going to tell you why.
When I was twelve I had always wanted to be a film maker or director on a "Hollywood" movie. On the day of August 5, 2007 it was my thirteenth birthday; I had a couple of my friends come over. I had about five friends there including one
I didn't even know he went to my school, he was very odd. I got all the presents from my friends first, this is what I got: 24 pack box of Skittles (I loved Skittles), CELL a book by Stephen King, a brand new 18 GB SD Card, a brand new Tripod for my camera that must've cost maybe over sixty dollars, and then what I got from the very odd kid was what looked like a crappy McDonalds' toy. I didn't think it was a crappy McDonalds' toy; it looked like a "Jack 'n the Box".
The next day I decided to find out what it exactly did, I kept cranking and cranking the "Jack 'n the Box" until finally it scared me so much I literally jumped out of my desk chair, it wasn't a "Jack 'n the Box" because all it did was open, and inside was a rock of some sorts.
I went to go pick it up, but right when I touched I heard a very loud growl from my closet, I ran outside my room and into the kitchen. I heard the closet door open and bang against my dresser drawer. I screamed and right as I did I woke up sitting at my desk with the box in front of me with the stone in my hand, I dropped it on the floor.
A couple days after that I never touched the damned thing, I was so scared I didn't even want to put it back in the box. I also didn't want to do it because I was too busy getting ready for the carnival that went on in my town yearly. As I finished getting ready I got on my bike and started riding all the way to the where the carnival was, I have remembered where they held it by heart because I went every year, there was no excuse to not go.
Right when I got there I saw all of my friends getting their bracelets which let you get on the rides for free without buying a bunch of tickets. I went to go grab my money but what I found in my pocket was that rock, I put it back in my pocket, and got my money and bought the bracelet. We decided to go on the well known "Scat" ride that all my friends loved. As we got into our designated spots, I grabbed onto the rock by accident, and I couldn't let go of it, right then in their I knew something bad was going to happen, I could feel it, I could feel a chill go right through my bones, my adrenalin started to pump through my veins as the ride started.
My friends were sitting next to me, I tried to scream but I couldn't do anything but sit back and watch whatever was going to happen, happen. We started to spin, "Faster! Faster!" I heard my friends say as we were spinning 'round and 'round.
All of a sudden I saw the guy running the ride smile, all of a sudden we started to go really fast, I couldn't help but notice that I had dropped the rock and it had fallen into one of the machines. The machine stuttered as we started going the fasted this ride could, the ride suddenly made a crashing sound, right underneath us.
The cart we were standing in suddenly started to slide. The cart we were in was on one wire underneath us. The wire broke for some reason because of the rock I dropped into the machines. We flew into the Ferris wheel. I heard screams, I started to panic and scream, I tried to get out of the spot I was in, it was no use, we were all going to die, and there was no chance we were going to survive.
I blacked out; when I woke up I saw blood and twisted metal all over the place, the Ferris wheel had tipped the other way and fallen. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, I looked over and there was a hot piece of metal stabbed right in my shoulder, I tried to pull it out but it was stuck, I screamed for help as I saw my dead friends sitting next to me, they were both decapitated and one of them only had one leg.
I was told the next day that I was the only one, who survived, I was so sad that my friends had died, but I was happy that I had survived. From then on I have never gone to a carnival again.
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