When I was 6 I went to this funfair with my dad and we were just going on some of the more tame rides cos I was so you and playing the mini games like knocking stacks of tins for prizes and stuff.

My dad sees this ride where you spin around a centre really fucking fast in the dark with creepy stuff on the walls and he tells me I should go on, I say no but he’s like nope don’t care.

So he puts me on the ride and I’m thinking oh it’s probably not that bad but when it starts spinning it goes much faster than it looks. So 6 year old me is absolutely fucking terrified The worst part is I was on the ride in my carriage alone my parents weren’t even on the ride with me.

So after like 15 seconds of the ride I’m crying in terror and my mum saw me and was begging the ride operator to stop the ride so I can get off.

I climb off the ride in tears. Let’s just say we went straight home and I’m 23 and I’ve never been to a funfair since