BLIND (A Ziall Fanfic/BoyxBoy)

Chapter 13

It was a fine weekend.

 

 

School just ended and summer is coming in with a blast.

 

 

But what made that weekend more special was the newly set up carnival near the beach.

 

 

Me and Greg could not be more ecstatic about it and keeping the excitement in was almost unbearable.

 

 

That was our very first time to ever witness a carnival and the thrill of the new experience was intoxicating.

 

 

I struggled to remember how many rides we had gone to, how much food we ate, how much money we spent, how much we walked around that paradise because my five year-old self was too damn hypnotized to the spellbinding ambience.

 

 

All the while, Mum and Dad tried their best to catch up with our enthusiasm.

 

 

Dad hardly had time to enjoy his root beer before we went invisible again getting in line to the next ride.

 

 

Mum laughing with pure amusement all the while as she kept her watch on us.

 

 

It was a really fun new adventure to me that I actually cursed the time’s annoying speed.

 

 

The clock said it was past three in the morning but people are still crowding the wondrous little world of rides and prizes.

 

 

The frenzy is so contagious that it made sleeping out of the options.

 

 

My Dad declared that his wallet was almost empty and we barely had enough for gas so we should better get going.

 

 

But as young wild boys, we refused to end it.

 

 

My Mum assured that we can come back again the next day.

 

 

But my feet were already in motion dashing away from them towards nowhere.

 

 

I guess I had wild hormones in me more than the average child should have, back then.