He gritted his teeth ferociously. His heart was hammering loudly in his chest. Too loud and fast, he felt something cold trickle inside. Clenching the yellow plastic pony in the pocket of his ripped up trouser, he took a long stride. One step closer to them. The whole environment was different. He used to admire the beautiful wide environment, the sun shining on the bare ground, illuminating the secrets within.

Now filled with tents and hideous looking strangers, it looked disgusting. What tha hell was this? A carnival? He look in the plastic boards, balloons, chairs and cans that lay splayed about. Who do they think they are? How dare...