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[Surviving] The Happiest Place on Earth

Children scream excitedly – a sound like [Shattering glass] or [Nails on a chalkboard] and the sun shines brighter than ever making my eyes a sea of green, the pin-prick pupil [Gone] Gone like the [air] that the crowd [Sucks away] in waves of [chatter] and tourists asking you to [take their picture] makes my nerves [vibrate] until they are sufficiently [frayed] [Singed] like my shoulders, despite the thick, gross-smelling Coppertone the [heat] overwhelming my system makes my mind go [fuzzy] and [my head throbs] as Disney classics are [shouted] at me from hidden speakers [Everywhere] leaving nowhere [Nowhere] to [hide] In [The Happiest Place on Earth]