The Funhouse

The Begining

          Friday night, 5:30 p.m.

Grace showed up just a few minutes ago. She and I raced up the stairs of my two story house to go get ready for the carnival tonight.
   "Should I wear a white top with black high waisted shorts?" I asked with an unsure tone. "Oh and my high top converse and black hat?"
   "Yeah, that will look good with the dress I'm wearing!"
   "Wait, hat or no hat?" I asked.
   "Hat." She reassured me.
   An hour later we were finally ready. Our hair, makeup, and outfits were perfect. As we made our way downstairs and out the door my mom yells, "Be safe, don't talk to strangers, and have a great time! See you when you get home!"
   "Ok mom, love you!" I reply.
   We started walking once again to my black jeep parked in the driveway. That's when I realized we forgot our purses in my room upstairs. I darted back trying not take make a lot of noise. That did not work in my favor instead gravity kicked in and I fell on my face right before I made it up to the first landing. Trying to get to my feet Grace came back inside and yelled, "Never mind the purses are in the back seat! What happened to you?" she said with a giggle.

I will put up the second part tomorrow! Please let me know what you think in the comments!