Photography
Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 8, 2009 10:36:46 GMT -6
Belle Thompson !
[/color][/center]"Sounds good to me."[/blockquote]
Belle smiled happily like a child with a dollar in a candy store as she bounded over to the ferris wheel. The ferris wheel had always been Belle's favorite ride growing up. It was calm and relaxing, much how her life was. So basically, without drama. She would always like to look out across the whole ocean, watching a ship every so often look just like a dabble on the horizon. She would cling to her father's jacket from her fear of heights and he would smile and kiss her on the forehead, making her feel so comforted.
"Are you going or not?"
Belle jolted her head in the direction of the voice, immediately snapping out of her daze. A plump, middle-aged man who was operating the ride gestured.
"Oh, yes." Belle handed him two tickets. He flung them behind the counter and opened the metal gate for them.
"Coming?" She grinned, looking back to Chester.
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( NOTES ) =] Something funny should happen to them. Like they get stuck at the highest point or something, lol.
