Swinging over the stream (image story in the description)

She had been swinging for quite a while now. No one else was crazy enough to try it so she had it all to herself. It swung out low over the stream barely clearing the water. As long as she didn't put her feet down she could swing for hours. She had taken a stick to pull it back to shore so she could get on, but she hadn't exactly thought ahead about how she was going to get back off. She wondered how deep the creek was. She could slow and slip off the swing and maybe her boots would be enough to keep her dry. As she swung back and forth she looked at the creek and it looked deep. She looked at her outfit. It might be fun to just jump in. She slowed and stuck her feet in. If she was doing this now was it. She tried to feel for the bottom but no luck. She finally slide off and realized it was much deeper than she thought. As she surfaced she giggled. She was completely soaked but loved it. Hadn't planned on swimming today but was glad she did.