For Your Amusement

She throws up into the bin, her insides lumpy and smelling of sugar.

Once done, she wipes her mouth and smiles at me.

Fancy one more go? she asks.

I hold her hand as she recovers, waiting for her balance to return and her stomach to settle. The fairground brings on her vertigo, the rides leaving her nauseous and temporarily grounded.

Once done, we share the next ride and repeat the same routine. My older sister, sharing the fairground with me, knowing I am too scared to go on the rides alone.


A 100 word story for the Friday Fictioneers.

Photo (c) J Hardy Carroll


19 thoughts on “For Your Amusement

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s