There's a swing in the middle of the forest in your neighborood.
You are playing with your friends in the forest, taking turns on the swing and you hear the icecream truck chiming its bell.
Everyone runs towards the sound except you. Though you want to [[run towards the icecream truck|stones]], you want to [[play on the swing by yourself|stay]] as well.You run towards your friends, and before you could catch up with them, you trip on an exposed root and fall face down to the ground.
After dusting yourself off, you find that your knee hurts a bit, so you decide to rest. As you sit on the floor and groan in pain, you notice a ripe mango hanging high above your head. You collect some stones from nearby and throw one towards the mango.
Miss. You try again. Another miss.
None of the stones hits the mango.
You find a [[long stick|stick]] lying nearby.As you reach the swing and as you are about to sit on its seat, you take a stick from nearby and start drawing on the wet sand beneath you.
You draw a stick figure wearing a skirt caged inside a big square. And and draw a big arrow running through the stick figure, cutting it into half, smiling all the while you do it.
When you look up from the ground, dropping the stick to the floor, you hear a loud screeching. A raven appears out of nowhwere and claws your head, making you fall to the feet.
You get on you knees and feel a sharp pain on one of your knees. The raven had disappeared and as you look around to make sure it's gone, you notice a ripe mango on the tree.
You look at [[the long stick|stick]] immediately.You take the stick in hand and raise it high where the mango is, and swing it.
You aim again.
You try multiple times, but your stick doesn't even get closer to the mango.
The forest is eerily quiet. And there isn't much time left for the sun to set.
You either have to [[stand on something tall|boulder]] or [[try to hit the mango while you're on the swing|hitonswing]]You look around for something you could stand on and find a boulder.
You take the boulder, panting heavily as you walk towards the mango tree, put it down, and climb on it, with the stick in hand.
The boulder is unstable under your feet, but you dismiss the fear of slipping and swing the stick at the mango.
After several tries, you give up standing and hitting, and decide to jump from the boulder to swing, and the plan works perfectly, and you take the mango [[to the swing|eat]] to eat it.
You go to the swing and start kicking the earth with your foot to get the swing going.
As you swing forward on the swing, you try and hit the mango with the stick.
After several tries, you manage to hit the mango, but right after you hit it, the stick slips from your hand an falls to the ground where a snake in hiding jumps in fear and slithers deep into the woods.
Your heart skips a beat from seeing the snake, but after making sure that it has disappeared, you get down from the swing.
The mango looks undamaged and you take it back to the swing to [[eat it|eat]].
You eat the mango while sitting on the swing, and once you finish it, you wipe your hand and mouth on your kerchief, enjoying the breeze on your skin.
The wind picks up a bit; from a gentle breeze to something powerful enough to sway the branches on the trees.
You decide to see how higher you could go on the swing and start swaying on it. You kick the earth with more force. As you go higher and higher, it feels like you are almost losing control.
You forest looks breathtaking, but the height as you swing is pretty scary in a good way. You are torn between wanting to [[close your eyes and enjoy swinging|ghostpushing]], and [[keeping your eyes open and enjoy the view|ghostonswing]].You decide to keep your eyes open and take in the beauty of the lush forest as you swing to and fro on the swing. You put your head down a little bit as you swing backwards, and as you lift your head back up, time, suddenly begins to stretch.
A transcluent girl is on a swing opposite to yours, and she is smiling a toothless smile. Her clothes are a bloody mess with her guts hanging from her stomach. Her eyes are dark and empty, a dark gooey substance oozing down her cheeks. Her arms. It is like claws stretched out towards.
Her laughter echoed through the forest, as you begin to scream. Your legs couldn't reach the floor to stop your swing. You are frantic, and time doesn't seem to move faster as both the girl and you are getting closer, and closer. Closer. Closer till you are face to face with the rotten horror of a girl. Her bony claws clutch your waist and pulls you into her frail corpse of a body as your scream fills the forest.You close your eyes and inhale the scent of the forest as you swing back and forth slowly. The sweet scent of the forest turns into a racid one everytime you kick the earth. As the stench becomes unbearable, you decide it's time to go home and open your eyes. As you put down your feet so you can anchor it to stop swinging, somone pushes you from behind and you are back into the swing, flying high into the wind in fear.
Your heart races and you turn to see that it was empty. You dismiss the fear and breathe through your mouth as the swing moves backward. But then, someone pushes you again. This time when you turn back, you see a transcluent little girl with bloody clothes and her gut hanging out of her stomach. Her mouth is hung open and there are no eyeballs between her eyelinds.
You want to jump but you are too high in the air to make it to the ground safely. You scream as the swing descends backwards. This time, the girl clutches your sides and rips off the flesh, pulling your guts with it as you are pushed into the air again, this time, blood spurts out of your mouth as you scream as you descend into darkness.