You and your best friend Josh were hanging out at your house waiting for Lizzie to get there so you guys could go to the carnival. You and Josh were playing a very deep game of I spy until you heard a knock on the front door. Both of you stumbled to get to the door. You pushed Josh out of the way and sprinted to the door, but tripped over the rug. You fell face front into the soft carpet. Josh hopped over you and opened the door to a bright and happy Lizzie. Lizzie was pale with dark brown eyes and straight red hair that reached her shoulders. She was very pretty and always had a smile on her face. She looked at your very frustrated body sprawled across the floor and snickered. You got up and smoothed out your tank top. You guys departure and hopped on your bikes. Down the road you saw an old lady rocking back in forth in her noisy porch chair. She never talked to anyone and always had her cat, Muffins, in her lap. Her name was Ms. Gretchen. She always had a bitter pain in her eyes and watched you with an intent glare that could kill. She had been your neighbor for your whole life. You’ve only seen her happy once. When you were out playing with Lizzie in your yard and she came out giddy and bright to get her mail but after that day she seemed grouchy and disrespectful. As you passed she looked directly at your patrolling figure and scowled. You were scared and froze, one foot on the hard cement and the other on the pedals. She stopped rocking and you saw her cat slowly reveal its sharp white canines. You heard Josh call your name and snapped back to reality. You pedaled away scared out of your mind. You guys parked your bikes and locked them up. Lizzie ran around in tight circles screaming about how much fun you guys were going to have. Josh giggled at the sight and you were lost in your thoughts thinking about the old lady’s glare. You guys ran to get in line for the Dare Devil. You all are jumping up and down with excitement. Finally it’s your turns and you get in on the same row. The safety bar comes down and latches you in. You take in a deep breath. You have always been a little scared of heights. Slowly you start to move and rise up the first hill. The squeak of the wheels and carnival music block out the rambling of Lizzie next to you. You are feeling kind of light headed. You look down even though you know that it will only make you sicker. The first drop wasn’t as frightening as you thought it would be but then you notice how tall the second one is and stiffen. You dig your nails into the plush interior of the seat and clench your teeth. You close your eyes and feel the rush of the wind as you begin to descend. The air hits you hard in the face and you let out a blood curdling scream as you go upside down and around in loops. You guys come to a stop and you rush to get out, fidgeting with the safety bars. You jump out and run to the gate to puke. Josh comes behind you and holds your hair back. Lizzie comes screaming about the adrenaline and dances around like an idiot. She asks what should you guys go on and you have the options of house of mirrors and the tunnel of love.
So where do you go: the house of mirrors or the tunnel of love.?
So where do you go: the house of mirrors or the tunnel of love.?
House of mirrors Tunnel of love