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Post by alex midnight on Jul 5, 2008 19:00:46 GMT -5
He heard random laughter, smelt different and wonderful smells, and saw a kalidascope of different colors. That's what you usually got at amusment parks. All three of those things. Alex loved amusment parks. And as he weaved his way through the bunches of people - familys , he found himself remembering how good the times were when his grandma would take him to the amusment park - before she died. He remembered exactly what the amusment parks were like back in England. And he was thinking of one of the times his grandma did bring him here - and how small he was.
It all began when he was still with his mother, but usually went to his grandma's house. And one day the did indeed go to a amusment park. It became a thing that they did most of the time - almost everytime he went with her. Once they got there they always bought the different colored cotton candy, and sat watching the passerbys. And once that was done they would go and ride the rides - but it was very limited at the time, since he was just a little boy.
As he was thinking this - he accidently ran into some, and muttering a breaf Sorry, he kept walking. He wondered why he hadn't been at a amusment park ever since that happened. But he knew it was probably because once his grandma passed away - he never went agai. And this was why these memories were coming back. He could never remember them before. At least it wasnt bad memorie - he thought to himself still weaving through the people.
He found a bench sitting down, and trying to find a place that he could go quick to maybe get a quick buzz. He didn't know if he would be able to stand a full day without it.
As he sat, he wondered if he would find anyone he knew. He hadn't seen anyone else. Even someone he didn't know would work. It really didn't matter, he just wanted someone to talk to. |
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Post by rayne carrion on Jul 9, 2008 17:14:46 GMT -5
 If im a clock, you are the time // Rayne
with the happiest of mood! She had her pink ipod
blaring high, loud and proud as she walked, singing
to the song Dirty little secret as she had her own
little mosh in her mind. She was the party girl of her friends
and the one that usually had the laid back personality.
She was also quite..interesting in her choice of style.
She loved to make a statement that to some would be
thought of as bad, but in the long run it was memerable and
qutsy. It let her gain a lot of respect from the locals around
the area. Plus, there was the russian accent.. It pretty much
helped her gain an advantage being russian-american, and
for her career purposes she tried her hardest to get it for all
it was worth to these people..
She was wearing flipflops with a jean skirt with
Death's Edge exclusive patch on it. She wore
a pink tee shirt with a white hoodie zip-up sweatshirt
as well and hoop earrings and her bull ring. She had
her curly, fuchsia and black hair down with nothing
but eyeliner, mascara, and her favorite cherry flavored
lipgloss on. A very pretty girl, but a very odd one indeed..
She skipped with her music as she tried to find
someone to hangout with, to keep this insane
mood of hers somewhat down to earth today.
She was beyond hyper. She had drank three
Rockstars* since she had arrived at the park only
an hour and a half ago. It was obviously starting
to effect her body more than even the screw drivers
the night before...
She looked around finding no one, until one very old
friend caught her eye. She had a hug grin on her face
as she spotted her unsuspecting friend. She ran behind
him jumpinbg on his back. "Alex ya motherfucker! I missed
you!" She had met him way back on a visit a pretty long
time ago, and they had always been besties. She loved
that kid to death as the brother she had never had! She
kissed his cheek just to embaress him, and snickered. She
dropped down from his back. "I found you just in time! I was
rocking out to our song!" She said jokingly. Oh the memories..
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