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Not fun, Not fair

He looked like a gypsy. All brown curls and dark eyes, small sparkling white teeth. How could I resist him? The heartbeats and goosebumps girly giggling betrayed Swept up by the funfair, Bright lights and promises of Dizzying, dazzling, delights, eagerly I entered the tunnel. It turned out dark and cold. No nurturing light there. Only a not-so-merry go-round Undulating, building speed Sickly, spiteful, stopped

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Date: 12/3/2012 8:26:00 AM
This is disturbing but very well written. Good job.
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