I went to the fair
On Saturday I went to the fair with some girls I met. I tried to enjoy myself but it was very hard. First I had to get a ride from my mom and we had to sit and wait for one of the girls to get there so I wouldn't be alone. My mom got very restless very fast and she started to make everything into a big deal. If only I could drive myself, that could have been avoided. By the time the girl got there, I wasen't even excited anymore. She and her friend had to help me get on every single ride (even picking me up once). We were always last to get off he rides holding up the line so the girls could help me get my leg out of the ride once I got my strong side out. It was a Saturday night and the last night of the fair. There was majority young black teenagers like myself only they looked like they were enjoying themselves unlike myself. My dad told me not to get on any rides but I didnt want to waste money so I only rode the "kiddy" ides. When the girls got on the big rides, I stood at the exit and waited. A couple of times they left me because they couldn't find me and I could not see them. It was so hard being in such a big crowd of people especially it being dark outside. I could not get on the good rides. I could not play the games for prizes because I knew it would be a waste of money since it is easier to shoot a ball with 2 hands and it would help to have better vision when you are aiming for a prize. At the conclusion of the night, I needed a ride home. Once again everything was made into such a big deal. Finally my brother came to get me. I have to say, I did not enjoy my night. Sometimes I feel like everytime I try to do something, it is such a bother to everyone else. Sometimes I'd rather be in my bed typing at my laptop than anywhere else in this world because it is just so much easier and I dont have to bother anyone for anything
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