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Surprisingly, when I arrived at the bus station I heard the sounds of shrieks. As I looked up to this magnificent, gigantic sight, it was a theme park. The neon, diamond shaped, green lights filled my eyes with pleasure as I headed through the gates. My heart started to whirl as I looked straight up at the Chain Saw. Nervous, I began to be sick as I lined up. Soon, I was flying through the air, my hair blowing quickly and my clothes jingling, as I reached the top. Suddenly, I'd finished being on the ride and I was given a fragile, delicate, creamy, textured, layered death by chocolate ice cream filled with marshmallows and chocolate buttons; as my lips touched it, I was in heaven.
Surprisingly, when I arrived at the bus station I heard the sounds of shrieks. As I looked up to this magnificent, gigantic sight, it was a theme park. The neon, diamond shaped, green lights filled my eyes with pleasure as I headed through the gates. My heart started to whirl as I looked straight up at the Chain Saw. Nervous, I began to be sick as I lined up. Soon, I was flying through the air, my hair blowing quickly and my clothes jingling, as I reached the top. Suddenly, I'd finished being on the ride and I was given a fragile, delicate, creamy, textured, layered death by chocolate ice cream filled with marshmallows and chocolate buttons; as my lips touched it, I was in heaven.
