The Zipper By Elizabeth

The Zipper

Modern Instrument Of Torture

The sticky pink cotton candy was stuck to my chin and it made me laugh. I liked the way it felt. I licked my lips and started skipping to catch up to my brothers. I was wearing my favorite dress, a nice mint green dress with big pink roses all over it. I grinned and puffed out my chest trying to show off my Big Blue ribbon. Me and my brother had just won first place in the music department of the state fair. I was very proud!!

 As we were walking my brother told my mother, “We have have 8 tickets left.”

“We do?”

“Yeah can we PLEASE use them!”

“I don’t know maybe we should give them too somebody else. We really need to get on our way home.”

“ Please!” my brother whined.

 I personally wanted to get more cotton candy not go on another ride.

“Alright fine you and Elizabeth can go on one more ride”

“What me? Why don’t you go, I want more cotton candy.”

“No more sugar.” my mom said.

“But I really want-” My little brother interrupted me with his loud crying. My mom picked him up from the ground where he had tripped.

 

“How about we go on the zipper, it’s my favorite ride.”

“ OOOOOO That sounds like fun!” I half shouted.

 

I completely forgot about the cotton candy. I loved zippers the way they sounded and felt. Now all I wanted to was go on the ride called the Zipper.

 

“Colin you take them to the ride while I take Owin to the bathroom.” my mother said.

“Alright let’s go!” said my dad.

 

When we neared the ride I looked it up and down. There were about 15 cars with different decorations on them.  It had a long stretch in the middle that spelled the words THE ZIPPER!!!!! The ride was moving when I neared it it went up and down and sounded exactly like a zipper moving up and down.

 

“Let’s go Elizabeth you are about to go on your first upside down ride!” said my very exited brother.

“Upside down ride.” I said very slowly.

“Yeah!” said my still very excited brother.

“I don’t think I want to do it.” I said.

“What that’s not fair you already said you would come on it’s not scary.”

“Daddy I do not want to go on it.”

“Come on you already said you would and I will be right here waiting for you.”

“I do not want to do it!” I said very angry and scared.

“Why are you scared?” My brother taunted.

“No I just do not want to go on it!” I yelled back at him.

“Alright then we are going home.” my dad said.

“No!” my brother cried.

“Then you have to go on a ride right now!” my dad said now very stern.

 

My mom appeared then and said, “What’s going on?”

“Aidan wants to make me go on an upside down ride and I do not want to!” I said suddenly crying. I was so afraid that my daddy would make me go on it and I would die.

 

“It will not be very scary,” my mom said in her very soothing voice.

“Yeah Elizabeth it’s not that scary,” my brother said.

“But I don’t want to go,” I protested.

“Aidan why can’t you go by yourself”?

Because you are not allowed too. You can only go with two people!”

“ Elizabeth Cuite if you do not get on that ride right now you will never have cotton candy again. and you will have no TV this weekend!” my dad said in a very stern angry voice.

 

I almost fainted when he said that no cotton candy ever again. How could one live like that. No TV for an entire weekend, again how someone live like that. Instead of responding I just started sobbing. Then my mom said,

“ Fine I will go on the ride with you Aidan.”

“ You will”? Aidan asked in doubt.

 

My mom hated rides. Period. They made her sick. I recalled when we went to the fair last year and she came of a very slow spinny ride and she thought she was going to vomit. I just imagined what would happen if she went on a upside down ride. I felt bad immediately.

“ No mommy I will go on it.” I said through tears.

“ You will?” Aidan asked.

“ Yes.” I said as a new wave of tears came over me like a wave.

 

I walked towards the ride with Aidan trailing right behind me.

“ Tickets please,” said the ride attendant.

 

I almost didn’t go on the ride when I looked at the ride attendant. He had grey hair that looked like it had not been washed in like 10 million years. He had a very dirty scraggly beard. His eyes were almost as black as the T Shirt he was wearing.

 

“ Here you go.” Aidan said.

 

He handed the ride attendant the tickets and walked over to the very scary looking cart. I stepped into the cart sat down. The ride attendant came over and locked us in. The wall that kept us from falling out had metal wires and big puffy things to hold on too. The ride started.

 

I gave a yelp as the ride jerked its way up. I held on to the big puffy things as tight as I could. Then I made the mistake of looking down. The big fat tears started again and I begged my brother too make the ride stop. We were about 35 feet in the air.

“ Aidan I really-”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed we had fell down and had done almost 4 flips in a row. The tears stopped for some weird reason. I realized then that I was having fun. We jerked up and down doing more flips around and around. I started laughing. I was having a lot of fun. I looked at my brother who’s face was like a tomato from going upside down so many times. I felt the ride stop and I wished it hadn’t. We hopped off the ride, I thanked the scary looking ride attendant and ran over to my parents. Aidan right behind me.

 

“ How was it?” my mom asked.

“ It was great!” Aidan answering for me.

I looked at my mom a big grin on my face and said.

“ Can we go again?”

 

 Ian Sane via Compfight

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