The Carnival

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I used to love the carnival. Daddy worked the fair selling pretzels, candy apples, and always looking for something better.

Sometimes mama would follow him, sometimes he even would take us. It was always a whole new adventure, with a whole new family every time. I figured Jenny and me were the luckiest girls in the world with a life like that. 

My favourite ride was the merry-go-round. Maybe I was a little old for it but, all those other rides scared me. But the merry go-round just goes round and round, up and down. It didn't go anywhere, but I always felt safe. 

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