Amusement Park

It was the toast of the small community. The talk of the town so to speak. The local amusement park. The swings, the lights, the Ferris wheel in full swing. Despite the fact that dozens of years before when an old homestead once dominated the property, and two children lost their lives in the battle of control over the land. Children would come from counties over just to enjoy the splendor. It was a typical day when Julia (name changed to protect identity) came to the park. Her favorite ride, the massive swings. She loved them so much that she would repeat the ride several times before venturing toward the concession stand to enjoy her favorite funnel cake. The swings sprung to life with their motorized groan, sending Julia into the air, round in circles. What everyone failed to notice was the concession truck that had pulled into the park. The swings spun with glee as Julia collided with the truck on her final spin. Her lifeless body hung from the swing as it came to a stop. The crowd in the little amusement park stood speechless over the tragedy that had just taken place. Shortly after Julia was laid to rest the park treated its last guests. Once the park was closed however, those who were left to tend the grounds were met with startling apparitions. The events that came to pass created a nightmare. The swings would move on their own. Lights in the now powerless buildings turned on. Even the Ferris wheel would move as though the power had not been cut. Who is to say if it is Julia or the two children who perished over a century ago but those who attempt to walk the grounds of the old amusement park certainly get what they came for.