The Fair

• Carol Pertzel, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2017

“Yipee yippee! This so fun!” I yelled from the top of the Ferris wheel.” Ouch!” I screamed. What is going on?”
“The Ferris wheel has stopped,” yelled a stranger from the bottom of the Ferris wheel
Stopped? How?I thought to myself. I was worried, how was I going to get down? The fear rushed throw me like soft drink through a straw.
As I looked down I saw a little girl all by herself. She looked scared. She was crying. I slowly got out of my seat. I started climbing down the Ferris wheel and sat down next to her.
As I did she looked at me. I said to her, “it is ok, I’m here to help.” she smiled at me with relief.
SWISH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! A big gust of wind knocked me over. I was only just holding on. HELP! HELP! HELP ME! The wind hit once more. AHAHAHAHAHAHA! I was falling.
Bounce! I bounced off a large man held trampoline that the clowns were holding. Clunk! I landed on a very large elephant. I jumped off and went over to the controls but there was a padlock on them. I needed to find the key. But how was I going to find the key? Then I remembered the owner had the key so I went to his office. But he was not there. NO!.
As I walked outside I saw some clowns. I went over to then and asked them if they had seen the owner. They said he left 10 minutes ago. What was I going to do now? As I looked down I saw a shiny thing on the ground. It was the key! I jumped up and down I ran over to the controls, unlocked the padlock, pulled the lever and the wheel went once again.
The End