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7 is not the age a child should be forced to grow up. But it was that exact age that forced me and my sister Ovie to grow up, and it needed to be done quickly. Our parents never wanting kids abandoned us, at the age of 7. Why they didn't just abort us, or leave us sooner, I've never figured out. I turned to petty thieving just so Ovie would be able to eat. It bothered her for the longest time when I'd go without so she's had plenty of food.
When we turned 13 we were on our way to Pacific Playland. I wanted to do something special for Ovie, something she'd remember. Even it was just a few hours for her to be a kid again. We snuck in with a group of school kids, who were obviously on a field trip. Once we were past the front gates we went our separate ways. The kids going to the right with their group, Ovie and I to the left.
The last ride Ovie wanted to go on was the Ferris Wheel, so we stood in line till it was our turn. Ovie sat with a small girl and I got the chair a few seats behind her. Little did I know, the damn machine was gonna mess up on the last ride of the night, and my seat was badly rusted and in need of serious repair. We went around 5 times and the wheel started to shake violently.
They stopped the Ferris wheel from going, and got everyone but me off. But it was too late, the right side of my chair let go, and the left was quickly loosing its battle. I could hear Ovie's screams and the panic in the crowd. If they moved the wheel even the slightest my seat would let go and come crashing to the ground.
It was too late for that though. The left side snapped and I went flying towards the ground. They say when your dying, you see your life flash before your eyes....All I saw was the panic and horror in Ovies.....
I remember waking up in a hospital bed, to Ovie arguing with the doctors about letting me go home. I remember the bus ride, and the stares from the other passengers. Ovie's tears were hot and salty as they fell into my open wounds. I remember seeing the needles and the random body parts. My final and most treasured memory was Ovie laying her head on my chest then saying, "I love you, get some rest and I'll see you soon."
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