Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24405954-20150312162926

Carnival music.

There is something about that certain type of music, those happy, upbeat tunes that somehow always manages to draw some type of strong emotion from the person hearing it. In the case of children, most feel a sense of enthusiastic eagerness, and longing. Adults may feel some suppressed form of nostalgia, and smile softly.

Whatever the emotion, it is almost always happy, positive and merry.

Always something.

Except when it is not.

The carnival music for me, brings up feelings of nothing. The cheery music, designed to bring joy to the hearts of children everywhere, brings me only feelings of empty, cold nothingness.

Oh, not that I mind the nothingness within me, not at all and quite the opposite.

For, I suppose it did bring me joy once, did it not? It must have filled me with that same eagerness I see in the children running around me. The same ... Merriment.

Longing.

A deep rooted longing to be part of it all, to see every aspect of the fucking carnival, with its stupid lights and forsaken performers. The idiotic eagerness I myself surely must have felt for this place, this gods forsaken hellhole with its popcorn and it's color full fucking candyfloss.

Speaking of the candyfloss, did you know they drug it?

Oh, but not for the general waste of normals that usually venture here, no, they get the general, normal candyfloss, don't they? One must keep up aperances, and should the good people discover that their pink sugar-candy is laced with gamma-Hydroxybutyric acid, I would imagine the whole place would go bye-bye.

No, I must admit, reculantly, that even if they lack any manners, proper vocabulary or any understandig of the necessities of personal hygiene, the carnies here are clever enough to only use Liquid X on all the lost little lambs who've managed to get lost from their herd of protective adults.

I was one of those lambs, you know.

And now I'm going to tell the world exactly what happened when I got snatched up by the wolves.

.......................................... So, this is a little excerpt of something I have been working on today. I'm looking for a little feedback and critique. Also, i'm not going to excuse any poor grammar on my part just because english is not my first language, I feel I should have such a good grasp on the language by now that any mistakes I make, is purely because of my own idiocy. :P  