Imagine A World Where A Swing Decides Your Fate…
It’s been a year… and we still can’t find her. Every year on your birthday you get to swing on the peaceful part of the planet. But don't fall off…
The swing is a mind-boggling, gigantic and beautiful swing. There is a good side and a bad side of the earth, the swing decides your fate… The good side has clean water, clean clothes, clean food… Everything you could wish for! But the bad side has nothing clean at all! It is a miserable, slimy, horrifying place to be in… I think to myself have any of my friends been to the bad side? Is my missing friend on that side?
Then it happened… I got a postcard from my friend who lived on the bad side and she looked so… SAD! I felt bad for her but she was a horrible person. All my other friends are on the good side but they are so rude. It makes me think to myself, “why are they on the good side?” Confused, I asked mum ''Why does the swing decide your fate? ”I don't know sweetie…” She responded.
Will I ever experience the bad side I asked myself...?
Storyteller: Ruby M