"The clowns waltzing around on their stilts and the silly music in combination with the flashing lights from all the rides and tents are bringing back memories. I look to my left. Adriana, my best friend, struts beside me as if she is on a mission to find the best ride. "Last week, I begged her to come with me because I didn't want to go on my own. Going to the fair every year was a tradition my dad and I had since I was little. However, he died two years ago."All Rights Reserved