The sky was a crystal blue as I hung from my ankles and wrists. So, so blue. And then my body was swung and I caught a glimpse of the neighbor’s fence and I was swung the other way and spotted the bold yellow of the retreating school bus. The grip on my wrists, the grip on my ankles tightened. The swinging became more aggressive and my body arced wildly. And that’s when the kicking began. And after that is when they shoved me over the retainer wall on the neighbor’s property.