Apprehensive, I walked in as I was blinded by neon vivid lights. Having decided to walk in, I knew I hadn't done the right thing so I retreated. Suddenly, I approached it, however I was still petrified. I made a move and tried not to look but I was naturally attracted to the sign which sent shivers down my spine because it was named Uninhabited grave yard of doom! "WHAT'S THAT?" I exclaimed. Luckily, it was not a ride, it was a clay model of a cranston reaper. I sprinted to the next ride. When I got there, I was still panting. I fainted! When I woke, I shrieked because of a purple skull blood curdling skull of horror. As still as a statue, I glared and sniffed a pizza shop because of this I ran as I was hypnotised by the smell of salty chips "mmmmm" I murmured to myself. I went on every ride except one. This made me feel melancholic.