4

It was night time, around 8 o'clock. Macy walked through the streets near her apartment building as she pondered the predicament that she was in. Maybe her alien friends weren't coming for her. Maybe they had forgotten about her. But Macy refused to let such thoughts run through her mind for long; her friends would come for her. They had to.
When she was about a block from her apartment, Macy came along a brightly lit carnival right behind the library. Edith had been complaining about the noise coming from the gleeful carnival-goers earlier that day, saying such people were "indecent and quite annoying." Macy had given Edith a small nod in response, hoping her austere boss would find someone else to torment for a while. With nothing else to do to keep her mind away from depressing thought of abandonment, Macy decided to go in the carnival.
There were bright lights everywhere; big bulbs hung from wires strung across the numerous tents housing different attractions. Macy was overwhelmed and bewildered by the strange people she saw in the different tents: a woman with a beard, dwarfs, conjoined twins, and a man breathing fire. All the acts were pretty generic, but Macy had never seen a carnival before.
Breathing hard from the excitement of being around so many strange people, Macy jogged over to a quieter, darker part of the lot. There was an old woman sitting at a table inside of a lustrous tent covered in purple drapes. The woman had a crystal ball and was speaking lowly to someone kneeling down before the table.
"Never seen a fortune teller before?" A man said behind Macy. Startled, she spun around and gasped. The man's voice had come from the mouth of an animal head, a bear maybe. The rest of the body looked normal, but it was hard to tell in such dim light.
"N-no," Macy stammered.
"Good for you, they're a bunch of lunatics who don't know what they're talking about."
"Okay," she said meekly.
"Why don't you come with me to see an act worth watching."
Macy didn't know how to respond. The bear-man was scary. She remembered a lesson her friends had taught her: "Never trust the words of one who is not of your own species." They taught Macy this because all alien species are at war with each other, but Macy didn't realize this lesson didn't apply to Earth.
"No! I won't go anywhere with you, bear-man," Macy yelled, running away as fast as she could.
"Damn, I was really hungry," the bear-man said to himself.
Macy ran until she burst through the door of her apartment, thankful that she had remembered such a wise lesson.