The fall wind blew, causing a few leaves to silently float through the air. The noise of chains could be heard rattling in the wind. The chain rattling noise was coming from one in particular swing, it wasn't just any old swing. It was a swing with feelings, a voice and a heart for those who cared and valued him as the kind of guy he deserves. Not like those other regular swings, but one with a purpose in life to spread joy to those who treat him kindly. He's dealt with a lot of knotted chains and hopes the negativity towards him can be put to an end

Carson's mind (racing): "Is it too cold to swing? Y-You know... maybe I'm just overthinking it. Of course they want to swing. But who knows, they are looking at me strangely."