"I hate them!", I yell "I don't want to go on rides!". Amy stares at me as if I'm crazy. Her sharp eyes stabbing me. " I can't believe you, are you kidding me.", she rolls her eyes and walks to the cue of people, her arm locked into Leon's. I can't help but be jealous.
I find a bench to sit down on so I can watch my friends have fun. Something's wrong. As I sit down my head starts to feel dizzy, I try to dismiss it. Suddenly I get up with out thinking and start to walk over to the long line of people. Before I realise what I'm doing I'm on my knees begging for them not to go on the ride. I tell them over and over again that something is wrong. They won't listen.
Later that night...
"I - I don't know what came over me, it was like I was possessed. I just didn't want them to go on." I say, pleading to the officer. Tears roll down my cheeks.
"Well the people who were waiting in line said you must have known something, since it a while before the ride started, you seem very suspicious.".The officer seemed out of breath. I can't speak so I don't I just lay on the ground balling my eyes out. I don't care anymore, they're gone now.
