Are we going on one of the roller coasters?" Timmy asked. "when pigs fly..." His brother said, his face buried in his phone. "Aww man..." Timmy groaned. It seemed is brother didn't want to go on any of the rides at the amusement park.
They kept on walking. They walked down the path where all of the other small rides and games where. "Hi, there kid! Wanna balloon?!" A clown giggled. Timmy jumped back. The clown made a balloon of a giraffe, but it looked more like a blob. "Here you go!" The clown shrieked. This made Timmy even more afraid.
Then gasps and shouts came from the crowds of people in the amusement park. The action was coming from the petting zoo. "Jesus-" the clown said in a much deeper and groggy voice. "Oh, my!" The petting zoo owner said, trying to stay in character as a farmer girl. The pigs were floating feet off of the ground.
Timmy looked at his brother. His brother then finally put his phone away, and his jaw dropped. The pigs were now above the humans, snorting with joy, and then they flew away. "NO!" The petting zoo owner yelled. "About that ride-" Timmy whispered...
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Short Stories And Entries
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