NOTE: THIS IS WRITTEN IN A DIFFERENT STYLE THAN NORMAL! AT SCHOOL WE HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING BASED OFF A PICTURE IN 30 MIN! I WROTE SOMETHING ELSE BEFORE THIS! I LIKE THIS BUT THIS IS NOT MY USUALT STYLE! THANKS! Once, there was a young girl, alone at the carnival. Everyday, people would see her, at the same time. At midnight. She would stand there, her silhouette against the bright lights eerie. And everyone would wonder what she was doing there. The young girl of the carnival. There was always something slightly fishy about this carnival. It just seemed… slightly creepy. Every visitor always felt something was off, but they could never grasp it. Was it the strange red stains at certain places? Was it the strange noises they heard? Was it the girl? No one knew. Until one day… That one day, the girl stood for longer than usual. Typically she would appear for a second at midnight before mysteriously disappearing. But that day, Friday, October 13th, she stood, for a while longer. This caused confused chatter, with the people who worked at the carnival, and with the few people who would still be there at midnight. Not only did the carnival never close, the same people would be working everyday. There was always something off. No one really found out the secret, until one day, a young girl, about thirteen, stumbled upon the carnival. She was extremely intelligent, and was blessed with photographic memory. The girl first noticed the blood at midnight, and she became suspicious. And then she noticed the girl. The girl looked about nine, the same age as her sister would be. And her sister went missing three years ago, the same amount of time that the girl started to appear at the carnival. This made something, she didn’t know what, click. She hurried away from the carnival, her dark hair flowing as she ran. She ran all the way to the police station, a concerned look on his face. She immediately told all this to the officer on duty there, but he said she was overreacting. The girl took it upon herself to find out what happened. She found files, her sister’s birth certificate, everything about her missing sister. And then she went back, at exactly midnight, and witnessed the girl, standing for longer than usual. The girl ran towards the silhouette of the girl, holding all records she had of her, and ignored people telling her not to go, and the bright lights of the carnival flashing. She found nothing but a tent, with blood. No one knows, even to this day, about what happened to the two girls. Soon after the incident, the carnival closed down. No one knows, and will ever know what happened. note: I love this kinda- I’ll remake it soon! love, Akeera/Copper
