THE ROUNDABOUT



“Wheeeee….” She heard it again, and instantly looked up.

“What are you looking at?” Jeremy asked, puzzled. He had been paying attention, to absorb-in closely, anything unusual. But, why couldn’t he hear the sound, like Martha, who claimed to have heard noises, from the roundabout above? There was no one around, he was certain; they were the only two in that deserted theme-park. Ever since that horrible accident, years ago, the park was closed to the public, and always empty.

“No Jeremy, I swear, I wouldn’t lie.

Wheeeee, the sound came again. Were they of those children, who died during that mishap?


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4 comments:

  1. just the right amount of creepy. Bravo

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  2. Oh, sad. Why is it carousels seem to bring on such stories? Nicely done.

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  3. creepy tale, well written

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  4. thanks a lot everyone :-)

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