Drop Dead Disney

Part 1

As soon as I stepped out of the car, I could feel the summer heat brush against my pale skin. I knew that it would be hot, but I still insisted that I would be fine in a sweatshirt and jeans. As I walked into the ticket booth, I could tell something was off about this place. I have been here many times, when I was a child everything was bright and colorful. As I look around many of the rides are broken down or the paint is peeling off... I was sure I could sense people staring me; burning holes into the back of my head. I soon got my ticket and decided to go straight to the first ride I saw, Small world. It was always one of the creepiest but, I somehow enjoyed the show. I walked into the building, feeling relieved as the cold air conditioning hits me. I got in line for the ride, and while I was waiting the person who lets you on the ride was glaring at me as if I had done something to him. Slowly, I approached the man so he could let me on the ride, as I stepped on the man grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear "Don't touch the animatronics... they bite" After the man said that he started to laugh... but this didn't seem like a normal laugh. It sounded...evil? I may be over thinking things seeing as they are life less toys.

A/N Hello Creepies <3 I hope you like the first chapter of my story. I would love if you could give me constructive criticism. Thanks! Word count: 276