14-Black Out

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When you dream, do you dream of only the things you want or the things you fear too?

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I love everything about carnivals! Excitement just bubbles in me at all the sights and colors and thrills waiting to be experienced in just a small piece of land! Not to mention all the sweet treats.


"Come on, babe! You can't let me wait in line all alone!" my attention turns to a certain boy I like and I jump at the sight of him. There he is! Wearing different clothes just for me! He hardly wears anything different but since I pointed it out the other day he has improved his wardrobe. I told him I liked the black jacket though, it made him look mysterious.


I run up to him and hold him tight. "I like this."


"Mm?"


"Me. You. This. I like this a lot. I always dreamed you would take me to a place like this."


"Babe. If you wanted me to take you to a carnival. You could've asked."


I pouted up at him. "I did ask. Your bum butt thought it was a grand idea to turn me down then surprise me."


He laughs and ruins my hair then kisses the top of my head. I hug him tighter then let go. "Are you going to eat your snacks before or after the ride?"


I look up at the huge rollercoaster that twists and turns in every angle and even going upside down a couple of times. "I can eat it now. I never get sick on rides."


Without hesitating he hands me, a churro, cotton candy, and funnel cake with Oreos and whip cream. I eat it all so fast I didn't even notice the line moving. Before I knew it, we were fastened in a ride and upside down.


When we got off the platform of the line and safely on hard ground. I had to run to a dark corner and throw up all the snacks I just consumed. Oh great. Dillon comes up and sees me. He doesn't say anything but stands there doing nothing. Wide eyed. I look down and suddenly see my hands covered in blood. Oh my gosh.


I threw up in the toilet at 5 am. Im usually use to waking up early to waste time until the kids wake up but not to spill acid from my mouth. Groaning, I pick up the clothes I laid out and head for the shower. By the time I was downstairs somehow still running almost late for school, I suppose a yogurt couldn't help on the way.


I start walking out the door but before I can even close it shut, PaJa comes out of his room. "Senna? You leaving already? You usually leave later and running for that matter."


"What are you talking about PaJa? My clock says I'll be there the same time I usually get there."

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