By Cassidy Ryder
I climbed up the large tree roots and wrapped my little hands around the rope attached to the first branch. “Cassie, get down!” my sister Cayley demanded. “Charlie and I were going to play on the swing!” I clung tighter. There was nothing they could do to make me let go. Charlie whispered in Cayley’s ear. They grinned to each other. “We’ll push you, Cassie. Okay?” Charlie said calmly. Eagerly, I hopped on the rope swing. Charlie and Cayley took hold of the end of the rope, raising me up. They let go and slammed my back into the tree.