Memories

The Ferris wheel. Such a fond memory of my youth. And also a reminder how those times can never be again. I see in the facet of my mind two girls and an older boy, laughing, playing, and enjoying the carnival. I remember falling on the ground.

"Lily! Mark! Wait for me!"

"C'mon, Dottie. You take forever. We want to ride the Ferris wheel!"

I climbed back up. They were already way ahead of me. This wasn't abnormal. They often did things without me. I love my brother and sister but they had a world of their own and I was not apart of it.

I ran after them but again I fell. I decided not to yeall for them as they probably wouldn't listen anyway. I started to pull myself up.

"Let me help." I look up to see a boy, near my age with his hand held out for me. He had the blondest hair I had ever seen. His emerald green eyes were so captivating. If I wasn't 7 and still believed girls were better than boys, I probably would've fallen in love on the spot.

"Thank you" I took his hand and pulled myself up.

"My name's Eddie. What's yours?"

I shuffled. I was very shy. Mark took care of speaking for me normally. It was different for me to be put on the spot.

"I'm Dottie." I said it quietly.

"Dottie is a nice name. Do you want ride the Ferris Wheel with me? I don't have anyone to ride with me."

I nodded. He beamed. "Let's go Dottie!" We ran in the direction of Lily and Mark.

The years went by and Eddie and I became close friends. We fell in love and at 18, we got married. He became a farmer, like his father. In one accident with a tractor, he was gone.

I haven't been to the carnival in years, but I guess it'll always be our place, whether or not he's here.