There is something spooky about a fair sometimes. I have never known why, but I've tried to capture it here in this 50-word short story based on @miniature-tiger's story prompt, "fair."

Ghost Fair

The little girl wandered into the dark fields, hearing the tinkling music. Suddenly, a fair came to life. The ferris wheel glimmered with lights, spinning slowly. She saw rides, booths, prizes. The smell of cotton candy filled the air.

When the sun rose, she stood in an empty field, alone.