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Horror At the Fair

I was looking up at the ferris wheel at the fair one hot day in June. When I heard a screechy noise, like a violin out of tune. I saw a seat,high in the air, start to break loose. Then I felt a thump on my head from a rusty old screw. Standing at the fair, with a blurry glare , watching a body swaying in the air. They hung on tight, As i watched with fright, waiting for a rescue team to arrive there. They were saved before they took a fall While i stood staring in awe. So to all you thrill seekers please be aware of the sight that i saw while at the fair. 03-19-2019

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