The roller coaster is twisting around like a reef of seaweed. Vibrant colours pollute the lightning fast rides that are darting and rushing around. The luminous, coloured  ferris wheel starts to spin like a hypno-ring controlling me. Earsplitting carnival music travels throughout the fair as the mouth watering scent of fluffy, pink cotton candy drifts towards me. The stars begin to swarm the freezing cold night sky. I feel clostaphobic as the fair is packed with people waiting and waiting to go on the spine chilling rides.

A Moment in Time (descriptive writing)

Supple leather boots mould onto my feet as I anticipate a bullet whizzing past my ears. Soft marshmallow-like clouds pollute the sky with their dull, grey colour. The sun’s bright rays disappear as it lays down to rest and the stars begin to swarm the sparkling night sky. Everything is still, moving in slow motion. My heavy back pack is weighing me down like a black-hole forcing me in. I peer along the plain, boring desert looking at the muddy land and the dead skeleton like trees swaying in the soft silent breeze. I think of my friends who have fallen like a set of waves that have laid down to rest.