Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Carnival

Our first date was at a carnival. It was the first place we held hands and the first place that we were more than just friends. That day he convinced me to ride the Zipper eleven times. I didn't tell him that any sort of ride or roller coaster terrified me. [I hadn't been on one since I was nine and my family convinced me that Tower of Terror was a "nice" ride] Turns out I really enjoyed it. Since those eleven gut wrenching Zipper rides, I have a true love for roller coasters and carnival rides.




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