Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in a town called Shanty. Across the town was a forest which had a swing which creaked at night. There was a tale that a man had gone in the forest to get food for his family .Then he saw the swing. He decided that he would swing as someone kept whispering Swing! Swing! After that night he disappeared .
The little girl believed this story, but she wasn't sure. 'The man could have run away' she said every time someone narrated this story to her. So she decided to see it for herself. At night, when it was time for cooking dinner she volunteered to get vegetables from the forest. It was dark and scary. She went deep inside the forest and saw the swing. She was so tired what she decided to sit on the swing. And then there was a croaky voice calling out to her: Swing! Swing! The girl got scared and tried to get off the swing but she couldn't. There was a force pulling her back. She saw a figure emerging from the darkness. It was a witch who was saying Swing! Swing! She tried really hard to get away but she couldn't. She was breathing very hard. Those were the last breaths of the little girl before she disappeared forever.