Texastiger
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As written by my 13 year old daughter. (I just had to share it with others that I thought could relate. I definitely laughed out loud a few times in the second paragraph.)
Family 1
Up ahead is a large, red and gold tent which joyful families are filling into. Near the tent are circles of flying elephants, soaring through the bright sky while giving gleeful humans a ride. Inside the tent is much laughter as children run towards a vivid playground of bright colors and pure fun. The inviting playscape is full of giggles, like clinking glass, as smiling kids climb ropes and slip down tubes for a speedy ride; barely breaking a sweat because of fresh, chilly air. Buzzers beep merrily as happy children regroup with their parents for the ride of their life. Soon they are back in the sunlight as they jump aboard smirking elephants, ready to give the families a ride. Soon they are aloft flying around the fairgrounds, watching children playing on watery splash pads while their parents feast on frozen treats. All too soon the ride is over, but there is no sadness, but only a quick rush to reenter the wonderful queue.
Family 2 (best read out loud)
A cloud covers the sun, putting an eerie shadow over the scarlet and icky yellow tent ahead, that looks ready to topple. The line is overfilled with sweaty, complaining kids and sunburnt parents who are close to exploding. Teenagers make rude responses to their parents. You leave the intense heat of the outdoors into a dark freezer, filled with noise that wounds the ears. Children scream and cry in pain, but their mothers and fathers do not know of their bloody knees and scarred elbows, for an overwhelming horde of little demons are in between them. The packed death house is a nightmare. It's forever until you leave, just to be hit full-blast by the sun. The heat leaves fresh burns on skin and everyone reddens. Soon you climb awkwardly inside a fake elephant's body, and yet it grins evilly. Straps keep the riders in place, forcing them to place their butts onto unforgiving seats blazing with heat. Suddenly the gory elephants rocket into the sky and start to spin faster and faster. A speedy wind blows forcefully at the people, sending their hair into their faces as they attempt to take a picture, which will only show the pain and will be deleted shortly afterwards. After only a couple of blurry moments in the steamy air the elephants crash to the ground causing bones to jerk and yelp in pain. There went 45 minutes of your day that cannot be returned.
Family 1
Up ahead is a large, red and gold tent which joyful families are filling into. Near the tent are circles of flying elephants, soaring through the bright sky while giving gleeful humans a ride. Inside the tent is much laughter as children run towards a vivid playground of bright colors and pure fun. The inviting playscape is full of giggles, like clinking glass, as smiling kids climb ropes and slip down tubes for a speedy ride; barely breaking a sweat because of fresh, chilly air. Buzzers beep merrily as happy children regroup with their parents for the ride of their life. Soon they are back in the sunlight as they jump aboard smirking elephants, ready to give the families a ride. Soon they are aloft flying around the fairgrounds, watching children playing on watery splash pads while their parents feast on frozen treats. All too soon the ride is over, but there is no sadness, but only a quick rush to reenter the wonderful queue.
Family 2 (best read out loud)
A cloud covers the sun, putting an eerie shadow over the scarlet and icky yellow tent ahead, that looks ready to topple. The line is overfilled with sweaty, complaining kids and sunburnt parents who are close to exploding. Teenagers make rude responses to their parents. You leave the intense heat of the outdoors into a dark freezer, filled with noise that wounds the ears. Children scream and cry in pain, but their mothers and fathers do not know of their bloody knees and scarred elbows, for an overwhelming horde of little demons are in between them. The packed death house is a nightmare. It's forever until you leave, just to be hit full-blast by the sun. The heat leaves fresh burns on skin and everyone reddens. Soon you climb awkwardly inside a fake elephant's body, and yet it grins evilly. Straps keep the riders in place, forcing them to place their butts onto unforgiving seats blazing with heat. Suddenly the gory elephants rocket into the sky and start to spin faster and faster. A speedy wind blows forcefully at the people, sending their hair into their faces as they attempt to take a picture, which will only show the pain and will be deleted shortly afterwards. After only a couple of blurry moments in the steamy air the elephants crash to the ground causing bones to jerk and yelp in pain. There went 45 minutes of your day that cannot be returned.
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