Girl On A Swing
2017, 11 minutes
Sometimes you need to get really low, before you can start getting better.
When Sam’s found alone, distressed and distraught, sat on a child’s swing in a rundown playground, it doesn’t take much to realise something’s not right. It’s cold. She’s drenched. Soaked from head to foot. By her feet stands an empty bottle of turps. In her pocket, a lighter. A cry for help? A cry for attention? Or are these the tears of a girl who’s reached the edge? A girl who’s ready to jump? Or just a girl on a swing?