The carnival is such a nice place to go. It’s filled with fun and joy and laughter. If you ever feel down, the carnival is the place to go. See clowns and children and happy things. No one could ever have a bad thought there. It just blows your mind, what is all there. I enjoy it.
Hannah
Josie went to the carnival with her parents that autumn. She remembered how excited she was – the smell of caramel apples and candy floss heavy in the air. She knew things weren’t perfect between her parents, but she didn’t really understand what that meant. Twenty years later at the same carnival, the same smells of caramel apples and candy floss heavy in the air, a man’s arm tight around her shoulders, she finally understood.
Linda Irvine
She glared at the clown. It glared back. That fucking grin on its face. Painted red cheeks stretched tight, teeth bared. Rounded red nose. But the eyes. Frigid, cold, vicious. She ran for her parents dropping her ice cream, sending it splattering to the ground. The carnival continued.
Imogen
“You’ve never been to a carnival?” Jamie asked, “I’ll take you. For free.”
But I had already seen the elephants parading down the street in front of our dorm, bicyclists scrambling to get out of the way; even louder than the elephants’ trumpeting was the shouts of the crowd, taking an impromptu study break with streamers of cotton candy that had appeared out of some GRT’s closet.
I had work to do.
Zombie killer. death. hospitals suck and the damn button going off. beep beep beep beep. regular show nails k jh
ashlee
Carnival eyes shone in the nighttime gloom, seeing sights and glories just past the smoke of the midnight bars and sleazy strip dives. Girls! Girls! Girls! called the signs, but they saw something else. Skeletons roaming the streets for the dream, always the dream.
The carnival was dusty and smelled like dirt. The performers all stood in a circle and stared at each other. “So?” Mila spoke first. “How are we going to get rid of him?”
It’s like a carnival, acid is. All the colours, spinning around and around and up and down, the ever-changing sights, the crazy tricks that wow the crowd, make you laugh, the thrilling rides that spin you, throw you, move you so fast, make you scream with joy until tears pour down your face, until you don’t know what you’re seeing or feeling but you know, you just know, that it’s bloody brilliant.
NJ Lee
I don’t remember going to a carnival when I was young, although I remember going to a fair. They might actually be the same thing, but who knows. When I think of carnivals, I think of circuses. Well, actually, I think I have been to a carnival, I’ve been to them mostly from church ones that happen all the time.
Jesus
The carnival came to town this week. It was full of dangerous rides for a penny a piece. The tents were full of peek a boo scenes. Scare the life out of little old me.
Sheila Good
in only a few days the celebrations will begin, the time when we all pretend to be without sin and go about sinning like an ingenue, here now we will cast aside our clothes of repsonisbility and embrace with alacrity the kindness nestled in sin that is loving your fellow man, here now we will clasps masks to our faces and lies to our lips
bluish
I’ve never been to a carnival. A carnival is where they have a whole bunch of booths and fun things to do like a ferris wheel. I think a good idea for a horror movie would be a haunted, desolate carnival. (hides)
Damaris
It’s like a carnival, acid is. All the colours, spinning around and around and up and down, the ever-changing sights, the crazy tricks that wow the crowd, make you laugh, the thrilling rides that spin you, throw you, move you so fast, make you scream with joy until tears pour down your face, until you don’t know what you’re seeing or feeling but you know, you just know, that it’s fucking brilliant.
NJ Lee
a mountain of ballons with a clown that flys up and pops the mountain. The kids cry. Big fat lady.lions eat her and are full.
Coleen
PIZZA!!!!! LOLLIES!!!!! HOT CHIPS!!!!!
Isabel Kelly
The carnival was my first lesson on cynicism as a young child. My father told me about the bent nails, the half-filled balls, the off-centered hoops for the baskets. All made up, all false.
fun lights music happiness games friends everything really!!!!
Isabel Kelly
great place to go to at night time with a bunch of friends.
makes you fat.
makes you throw up.
creepy carnies
gross.
expensive.
ripe off.
margrethe
fun is happiness carnivals are fun and happy they make me feel good
I LOVE CARNIVALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
peace out P.S oneword rocks P.S.S see ya
Isabel Kelly
Today, I went to the carnival. The flashing lights and the noises… I got lost. I was lost in a surreal new place of wonder and things I could only imagine in my dreams. I wish I had been asleep. It would have been the most fun.
Darby
fun is happiness carnivals are fun and happy they make me feel good
Isabel Kelly
Life is a Carnival. Carnivals are pretty great. Sometimes they offer you deep fried treats, other times they offer you animals to pet and rides to ride. Sometimes both. Also, they can sometimes be dangerous and creepy. And feature funny Bon Jovi tribute bands where the singer has hair that’s too long. I dig them, overall.
Katie
Mardi Gras
Parades
Krewes
Cold
Throws
alcohol
laughter
St. Charles
French Quarter
NEW ORLEANS!
joy!
Dang just the other day was Festival…I guess the two are different carnivals aren’t annual just a celebration. Lots of rides and treats. Reminds me of the movie PollyAnna….sad :(.
Annabelle Trokey
I want to run away to the carnival. With my hoop and cheetah spandex and dreams. I want to be the star. I want the spotlight on me as hoops aflame trail around me. Circling, hypnotizing the children brought to watch.
There was green candy candy at the carnival, and pizza slices sold by the bridge. Harvey Talon got a squeaky hammer for a prize at one of the water gun games and drove his father nearly mad. Meanwhile, his little sister, Ginger, was on the ferris wheel with her new boyfriend, and they were making out to the sounds of the screams from the clickety-clackety haunted house ride down below.
Belinda Roddie
i stepped into the carnival and immediately i began to ask myself what am i doing? i wasn’t scared at the time of decision but now here i am sitting here, wishing and wanting to be next to you. to be anywhere but here and anytime but now. i want you i need you, i don’t want to be at this carnival any longer.
Lestrade sighed and let his head sink into his hands. “First you finger the fall festival out by the forest, (Sherlock smirked at the unintentional alliteration) and now you’re accuaing the carnival in Surrey of being some kind of cover for a giant heroine operation? Sherlock, this is insane. Not every entertainment organization has ulterior motives, just because you had one bit of trouble with that Chinese circus.”
Sherlock leaned in closer, hands in his pockets. “Detective, I am positive that these two groups are part of the same network, which has been smuggling heroine, meth, and other drugs from a lab of enormous porportions in Bangcock to Britain and France.” He withdrew his hand from his pocket, placing a small baggie of white powder onto Lestrade’s desk.
“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is,” Greg deadpanned, nearly able to feel a few more of his hairs turning grey.
Swirling, twirling, beautiful colors. Everywhere, happy people smiling, and I wish I could go talk to all of these people. I really want to know everyone. All of them. The adorable little children, stuffing churros in to their small mouths, the parents, pushing the strollers, the young couples, walking hand in hand. All of them look so polite, so happy, that I want to have a conversation with every single one of them.
NCISaddict
Carnival is a happy word.
I have nothing happy to feel, to say, to think, or to do today.
Therefore, this word means nothing to me.
Maybe tomorrow.
I loved carnivals. I only find them creepy now, as an adult. I still like them though. Amazing what we don’t notice as kids.
Remember the McDonalds do it yourself carnivals? Those were cool. We’ll never see giveaways like that again! I remember EVERYBODY having one at my school. Lots of mini carnivals with bean bag tosses, roll the ball into the cans, and knock down the cup games … with turnouts of 3 or 4 people!
Noisy Quiet
The carnival was dusty, noisy, and hot. So very hot. The sweat trickled down Aaron’s face and neck, down into his shirt, making him sticky and uncomfortable. He grimaced.
There is a hotdog filled with cotton candy and a psychiatrist scolding me for event thinking such a thing. But it’s all and act, it must be, as the psychiatrist is wearing a diaper, and he’s a dwarf, and the man in charge is yelling at him to clean up the goddamned elephant shit.
Carnival is what I want, I guess, my life, no. Nothing like a carnival. Carnivals I hate, I am spinning, nauseated, swirling. Sweetness, love, take me, show me. Let us sit and watch the spectacle together. Everyone on your feet. We are in this together. Aren’t we. Love?
MT
i love carnival! Next week we’re celebrating carnival in Argentina, holidays at last! I love wearing costumes! my favourite: batman!
jorgelina
i went on a cruise once, and it was a carnival cruise. not terrible, but it was a backstreet boys cruise so it was more exhausting than it was relaxing. also, carnivals make me think of carnies, and i’m not crazy about either of those things. although a funnel cake can be good once in awhile… same with a corn dog, though i haven’t had one of those in years.
The carnival is in town and the children are so excited. They love the rides and the shows, but their favorite is seeing what new creatures come to the carnival. They love messing with their mines.
The carnival is such a nice place to go. It’s filled with fun and joy and laughter. If you ever feel down, the carnival is the place to go. See clowns and children and happy things. No one could ever have a bad thought there. It just blows your mind, what is all there. I enjoy it.
Josie went to the carnival with her parents that autumn. She remembered how excited she was – the smell of caramel apples and candy floss heavy in the air. She knew things weren’t perfect between her parents, but she didn’t really understand what that meant. Twenty years later at the same carnival, the same smells of caramel apples and candy floss heavy in the air, a man’s arm tight around her shoulders, she finally understood.
She glared at the clown. It glared back. That fucking grin on its face. Painted red cheeks stretched tight, teeth bared. Rounded red nose. But the eyes. Frigid, cold, vicious. She ran for her parents dropping her ice cream, sending it splattering to the ground. The carnival continued.
“You’ve never been to a carnival?” Jamie asked, “I’ll take you. For free.”
But I had already seen the elephants parading down the street in front of our dorm, bicyclists scrambling to get out of the way; even louder than the elephants’ trumpeting was the shouts of the crowd, taking an impromptu study break with streamers of cotton candy that had appeared out of some GRT’s closet.
I had work to do.
Zombie killer. death. hospitals suck and the damn button going off. beep beep beep beep. regular show nails k jh
Carnival eyes shone in the nighttime gloom, seeing sights and glories just past the smoke of the midnight bars and sleazy strip dives. Girls! Girls! Girls! called the signs, but they saw something else. Skeletons roaming the streets for the dream, always the dream.
The carnival was dusty and smelled like dirt. The performers all stood in a circle and stared at each other. “So?” Mila spoke first. “How are we going to get rid of him?”
It’s like a carnival, acid is. All the colours, spinning around and around and up and down, the ever-changing sights, the crazy tricks that wow the crowd, make you laugh, the thrilling rides that spin you, throw you, move you so fast, make you scream with joy until tears pour down your face, until you don’t know what you’re seeing or feeling but you know, you just know, that it’s bloody brilliant.
I don’t remember going to a carnival when I was young, although I remember going to a fair. They might actually be the same thing, but who knows. When I think of carnivals, I think of circuses. Well, actually, I think I have been to a carnival, I’ve been to them mostly from church ones that happen all the time.
The carnival came to town this week. It was full of dangerous rides for a penny a piece. The tents were full of peek a boo scenes. Scare the life out of little old me.
in only a few days the celebrations will begin, the time when we all pretend to be without sin and go about sinning like an ingenue, here now we will cast aside our clothes of repsonisbility and embrace with alacrity the kindness nestled in sin that is loving your fellow man, here now we will clasps masks to our faces and lies to our lips
I’ve never been to a carnival. A carnival is where they have a whole bunch of booths and fun things to do like a ferris wheel. I think a good idea for a horror movie would be a haunted, desolate carnival. (hides)
It’s like a carnival, acid is. All the colours, spinning around and around and up and down, the ever-changing sights, the crazy tricks that wow the crowd, make you laugh, the thrilling rides that spin you, throw you, move you so fast, make you scream with joy until tears pour down your face, until you don’t know what you’re seeing or feeling but you know, you just know, that it’s fucking brilliant.
a mountain of ballons with a clown that flys up and pops the mountain. The kids cry. Big fat lady.lions eat her and are full.
PIZZA!!!!! LOLLIES!!!!! HOT CHIPS!!!!!
The carnival was my first lesson on cynicism as a young child. My father told me about the bent nails, the half-filled balls, the off-centered hoops for the baskets. All made up, all false.
The carnival is tricky.
rip off way too expensive thats wot i think
fun lights music happiness games friends everything really!!!!
great place to go to at night time with a bunch of friends.
makes you fat.
makes you throw up.
creepy carnies
gross.
expensive.
ripe off.
fun is happiness carnivals are fun and happy they make me feel good
I LOVE CARNIVALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
peace out P.S oneword rocks P.S.S see ya
Today, I went to the carnival. The flashing lights and the noises… I got lost. I was lost in a surreal new place of wonder and things I could only imagine in my dreams. I wish I had been asleep. It would have been the most fun.
fun is happiness carnivals are fun and happy they make me feel good
Life is a Carnival. Carnivals are pretty great. Sometimes they offer you deep fried treats, other times they offer you animals to pet and rides to ride. Sometimes both. Also, they can sometimes be dangerous and creepy. And feature funny Bon Jovi tribute bands where the singer has hair that’s too long. I dig them, overall.
Mardi Gras
Parades
Krewes
Cold
Throws
alcohol
laughter
St. Charles
French Quarter
NEW ORLEANS!
joy!
Dang just the other day was Festival…I guess the two are different carnivals aren’t annual just a celebration. Lots of rides and treats. Reminds me of the movie PollyAnna….sad :(.
I want to run away to the carnival. With my hoop and cheetah spandex and dreams. I want to be the star. I want the spotlight on me as hoops aflame trail around me. Circling, hypnotizing the children brought to watch.
There was green candy candy at the carnival, and pizza slices sold by the bridge. Harvey Talon got a squeaky hammer for a prize at one of the water gun games and drove his father nearly mad. Meanwhile, his little sister, Ginger, was on the ferris wheel with her new boyfriend, and they were making out to the sounds of the screams from the clickety-clackety haunted house ride down below.
i stepped into the carnival and immediately i began to ask myself what am i doing? i wasn’t scared at the time of decision but now here i am sitting here, wishing and wanting to be next to you. to be anywhere but here and anytime but now. i want you i need you, i don’t want to be at this carnival any longer.
A carnival is a place that has creepy clowns
Lestrade sighed and let his head sink into his hands. “First you finger the fall festival out by the forest, (Sherlock smirked at the unintentional alliteration) and now you’re accuaing the carnival in Surrey of being some kind of cover for a giant heroine operation? Sherlock, this is insane. Not every entertainment organization has ulterior motives, just because you had one bit of trouble with that Chinese circus.”
Sherlock leaned in closer, hands in his pockets. “Detective, I am positive that these two groups are part of the same network, which has been smuggling heroine, meth, and other drugs from a lab of enormous porportions in Bangcock to Britain and France.” He withdrew his hand from his pocket, placing a small baggie of white powder onto Lestrade’s desk.
“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is,” Greg deadpanned, nearly able to feel a few more of his hairs turning grey.
Swirling, twirling, beautiful colors. Everywhere, happy people smiling, and I wish I could go talk to all of these people. I really want to know everyone. All of them. The adorable little children, stuffing churros in to their small mouths, the parents, pushing the strollers, the young couples, walking hand in hand. All of them look so polite, so happy, that I want to have a conversation with every single one of them.
Carnival is a happy word.
I have nothing happy to feel, to say, to think, or to do today.
Therefore, this word means nothing to me.
Maybe tomorrow.
What the hell, oneword. First you repeat festival, and now it’s carnival? What’ll it be tomorrow, faire? Parade?
Carnival
I loved carnivals. I only find them creepy now, as an adult. I still like them though. Amazing what we don’t notice as kids.
Remember the McDonalds do it yourself carnivals? Those were cool. We’ll never see giveaways like that again! I remember EVERYBODY having one at my school. Lots of mini carnivals with bean bag tosses, roll the ball into the cans, and knock down the cup games … with turnouts of 3 or 4 people!
The carnival was dusty, noisy, and hot. So very hot. The sweat trickled down Aaron’s face and neck, down into his shirt, making him sticky and uncomfortable. He grimaced.
There is a hotdog filled with cotton candy and a psychiatrist scolding me for event thinking such a thing. But it’s all and act, it must be, as the psychiatrist is wearing a diaper, and he’s a dwarf, and the man in charge is yelling at him to clean up the goddamned elephant shit.
Carnival is what I want, I guess, my life, no. Nothing like a carnival. Carnivals I hate, I am spinning, nauseated, swirling. Sweetness, love, take me, show me. Let us sit and watch the spectacle together. Everyone on your feet. We are in this together. Aren’t we. Love?
i love carnival! Next week we’re celebrating carnival in Argentina, holidays at last! I love wearing costumes! my favourite: batman!
i went on a cruise once, and it was a carnival cruise. not terrible, but it was a backstreet boys cruise so it was more exhausting than it was relaxing. also, carnivals make me think of carnies, and i’m not crazy about either of those things. although a funnel cake can be good once in awhile… same with a corn dog, though i haven’t had one of those in years.
The carnival is in town and the children are so excited. They love the rides and the shows, but their favorite is seeing what new creatures come to the carnival. They love messing with their mines.