The Swing

It was windy climate, grasses waving like a young pony's tail, withered leaves changing its position like a wanderer. I was walking on a lonely road playing with a doll which I took from my friend without her knowledge, due to the wind...nothing can be heard, even mother washing her dishes or father starting his motor or little puppy's whine...in this absolute silence I heard the gentle movement of a<i> swing ....</i>.A swing was moving in the direction of the wind all by itself, as i walked past the swing it seems as if it was calling me. The brown chained swing with a cushion like wooden seat was tied below a huge tree. The wind suddenly changed its direction and started blowing towards me. As the wind blew the swing too started swinging my direction. I could smell the old wooden seat as the swing just passed my nose while swinging, it was such a fun to see the swing. I was really excited to experience the swing. I took a huge leap from the place I stood and landed in front of the swing, by holding the brown chain of the swing in my hand, i sat on the swing slowly trying to record each and every moment. I could feel the coldness of the seat and understood that it was so old swing and remained lonely. The wind was so appealing and I started swinging. With the help of my hands and feet I gently pushed the ground and the chain to move the swing, I was enjoying myself there...that moment. As my momentum rose, I can't feel the ground, it seemed as if the ground below me just disappeared. I could also feel that I was swinging in such a height above the ground. The swing was rising higher and higher...I could see the clouds and the not-so-clearly-visible sun. I know that swinging till this height is not possible for me. It seemed as if the <i>tree </i>was pushing me. With a slight confusion and determination to find out how is this possible I turned back. OOH NO!!...I was <i>true!</i> The tree itself with its branched hands was pushing the swing as playful as a child. Is this possible?! I wondered...It took some time for me to realize that it is true. After such a unusual event I din't want to stay there. I looked down to step my feet on the ground, but I was swinging in a great height from the ground. But I don't want to stay here, so I closed my eyes and came to edge of the swing to jump from it. I counted in my mind to make myself ready...1...2...3...JUMP! With a huge thud I landed on the ground. I again wanted to make sure whether this happening is true. I turned around and prayed this was all just my mind playing games that the tree is pushing the swing. I wanted this to stop. As I saw the tree it stopped pushing the swing, but the hands came straight towards me, it was obvious that the tree wanted me. I prepared to run and as if a cop chasing a thief! I ran with great speed and tried to run away from the tree's boundary. But my speed cannot compensate the tree's hands. I chased with a greater speed and caught me! I pushed, I kicked, but the tight grip din't leave me. I thought " is it going to gobble me". The tree closely examined me and reached its woody fingers into my pocket. It took out the doll which I stole from my friend and loosened it's grip. I, again, fell down with a thud. I watched the tree walking away with the doll, I can't see my doll...not <i>my doll, </i>taken away. I slowly opened my mouth to ask the tree for <i>my doll. </i>The tree suddenly turned around and gave a huge <i>scream! </i>Without thinking another second I ran and ran and ran.....