100 Words: Broken Head

Stumbling around after the ride I felt like something in my head had broken.  It had round and round so fast it felt like my skull had changed shape and was ready to burst like a shook-up coke can.

And then it was the 50s all of a sudden.  A bequiffed man bumped into me and the strong smell of his cigarette brought me round quickly.  People started noticing me when I swore loudly and I started to panic, wondering how to get back.

But nothing worked.  I waited and here I am hoping I can stop myself from riding.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt (see here for other stories):

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

I can't shake the feeling that I have written something very similar before.  Maybe just because I initially write something similar to this before realising and giving up (at 141! Words):

On a roundabout one evening way in my past/sometime in the 90s an older child spun me round and round so many times and I got so dizzy that I have not been able to go round and round or spin in a circle without feeling horribly sick since.  One time I even tried a spinning helicopter ride at Dreamland but was sick during and after the ride.  I can’t spin on the spot or even tolerate someone else spinning on the spot or walking round and round in circles.  I have to frequently ask my son to stop doing so.  Something in my head just broke that day.  Before then I loved the Galloping Horses, as I called the Carousel, now I can barely stand to look at them and stand well back when my son goes on board.