Lost at the Fair

Lost at the Fair Every august the family would load up and head to the big fair in Leitchfield. Always excited to get there and head to the rides while dad went to the tractor pull. It was always a great bear until the year 1993. Mom was taking me and my brothers to the rides. We had been to several(prenominal) was having an absolute blast. Then my world froze and I was shake up for my life. We were coming out of the fun house my brothers were ahead of me and perfectly I couldnt find them.I looked in front of me then behind me no wheres around I decided to take the exit and go to my mom. I thought shed be right around the corner, but when I rounded it she was no wheres insight. I started walking around scared and crying I couldnt find my mom no wheres. Suddenly this woman came to me. I wasnt sure if she was going to help me or take me she was and a stranger. Luckily this was a very sweet woman who took me to the announcer box she was going to help me get back to my mom.The announ cer asked me my moms names and they hollered several times I was worried she couldnt hear them and what was I going to do. Four years old in the middle of a fair with hundreds of people. at long last my aunt came to the announcer box after they assured she was my aunt they released me to her. Then out of nowhere I heard my moms voice hollering for me. some(prenominal) scared and crying we were reunited and thankful I was safe. I learned a valuable lesson that day and I wasnt going to wonder off anymore.