Saturday 7 December 2013

Visual writing.



Laugh, smile, happiness are around me. People go there and then go back, children run over the building; parents are trying to calm down them. The boy is sitting on the horse and laughing, his mum tries to take a photo, but the boy twirls around the horse, so the photo is wrong.
Animals are everywhere. Horses, monkeys, ferrets with unforgettable smell.  The atmosphere of happiness doesn't let me be sad.
 Here the girl comes. She asks her dad to buy her a cotton candy; no she doesn't ask him, she begs him! Her eyes are so sad, her daddy buys it for her, and a toy, and sweets and, of course, he allows her to take a picture on her face. It's just a butterfly"-she said! Her daddy allows everything because she is a princess for him. And she looks like a princess. Her wonderful rose dress looks like a Barbie's dress. 
Cry. Tears. A little boy is crying. His mother is trying to calm him down. The boy says that he will never go there again, he is scared.
A wonderful smell from my childhood, very sweet, unforgettable smell of candy cotton everywhere. It calms down and makes me smile. 
Bell. Bustle. People are searching for their seats, they are enthusiastic, and they are all excited, they are waiting for something amazing. A round of applause. And now the show begins.

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