[ IP ] Abandoned Themepark

She used to ask me if we could go to the park everyday after I got off work. Something about the happy, dreamy music or the rides they came from brought out the child that was all-too-often dormant. 
 
 Whenever I could I would take her there, with the roller coasters she would never be tall enough to ride and the candy floss which somehow ended up in her blonde hair. I'd take her to the park. For all of those afternoons, she forgot about the cancer. And when she forgot, I forgot, and we could both sleep well the following night. 
 
 Our house was on the other side of town, not a 20 minute drive from Dreamland. Of course, with the traffic waiting to get in it could take longer, but not so much that it was a hassle for us. I could bring her there whenever she wanted, and when the cancer got worse the trips came more often. Then they came less often. Three days before she turned 11, we stopped going altogether. No dream lasts forever. 
 
 The park is still alive and well. In the three years since we lost her, they've added a few more rides, which has lead to more lines of people going to get in. I've never been in one of them. When I drive by that place, all I see is a heavy mist sitting over the rusted steel and faded pastel of a dream long dead to me.
