Rewrite of the story I'm submitting to a contest. This is nearing the final draft. Please give me your feedback, thanks!

A City Walk Adventure

“Mommy, please slow down, you’re hurting my arm!” I cried. My Mom looked at me and frowned. She slowed down, but she was still moving too fast for me. She was pulling me so fast that I thought I would start flying behind her. I wish I did fly because then I could soar over the cracked sidewalks, above the many holes in the street and through the crowds of people. If I did fly then my arm wouldn’t hurt so much and my legs wouldn’t ache. Mommy could then pull me as fast as she wanted, though she’d have to help me keep my skirt down.

Sometimes I slowed down to look at the buildings that seemed to stretch to the sun but then my Mom would pull me faster. It was tough for me to see what we were passing. I could smell more than I could see. The smell of bread was currently in the air. I wanted to follow the smell like a cartoon following scent lines and eat all of the bread. Then I smelled pizza! The pizza was probably sitting on the table waiting for me to eat, covered with mushrooms and lots of yummy cheese. For my birthday Mommy bought pizza and it smelled so good that I had wanted to jump on it and eat it like an animal.

Suddenly the smell of pee hit me the face. It reminded me of when I accidentally didn’t pull my skirt down far enough and I wet myself. It smelled really bad and I needed to shower and put on new clothes. I don’t think this was me though. The smell seemed to be coming from everywhere. I looked around at the people we were passing but no one seemed to have wet spots.
“Mom, who peed?” I asked.
“No one, ignore it please, it will go away soon,” she said. But the smell kept coming and seemed to grow worse. I think there was a stink cloud monster chasing us that was trying to suffocate me. Then I noticed some people sitting on the side of the street. They looked scary and dirty and they needed to brush their teeth. I wondered if they were the ones who had wet themselves and needed to take a shower. I started walking towards a man to ask if he needed to use our shower but my mom pulled me away.
“But Mommy, I think he peed himself, he needs a shower!” I said.
“He can find his own shower, please just stay with me, we’re close now” she said. She sounded tired and I didn’t want to upset her anymore so I stayed close and stared at the people from behind her skirt. Soon we reached the bus station and went inside. It didn’t smell like pee anymore and I was happy.