Trespassing

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"Jennifer, please" Mylee murmured, climbing over the fence to catch up.

"Look, we aren't going back. I need these photos and we are here now!" I replied, holding my camera up to the fence. I took a photo of a fence with a sign say 'No Trespassing!"  

It was Midday in the Canadian Countryside and I, Jennifer Donaldson, was going to get an A* for my portfolio. I attend New Brooke's University and I am majoring in Photography. For my current assignment, I needed to take sinister photographs of supposed haunted places. I choose the Pinkleton Theme Park as I had vivid memories of it going as a child before it closed down. It is said to be haunted now after a boy fell to his death when he went down the heltaskelta. The place had been totally forgotten about, which meant I had that A* in the bag.

"Please can we go back? It's really sinister here and it's giving me bad vibes..." Mylee went off again.                                                                                                                                                                                 Enthusiastically, I exclaimed "That's exactly why we are here!"

A few minutes went by and the day was still fresh. "We're here!" I screamed running to the carousel. The place was old, rusty and abandonded looking which totally made Mylee freak even more! I could taste the adrenaline. "Mylee let's get on and take some pics 'ya?" I remarked before sitting on a metal horse with paint starting to peel off. Mylee followed my lead and plonked herself on the horse next to me. "Yuck! This is disgusting!" Mylee spoke with utter disgust.                                                                                                                                                                             "Crude," I replied whilst taking out my camera.

A small breese hit the back of my neck which made my hair whip in front of me. I moved it to the side and proceeded to take some pictures.

"Look over there!" Mylee excitedly yelled, running to a run down building. It looked decrepit and the roof slanted a bit. It looked like it might collapse any second! This was perfect! I followed soon after I took a quick snap of a silk touched spider web, clinging to the corner of Mylee's horse.



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