I have a craving for water

The boy swinging, looked at houses, all the trees and the sky as he moved to and fro, everything was shaking. There was no one to push him but he remembered the time when someone used to, some of the times wind used to blow and push him to go forward and some of the times two hands. Now he had to put his feet on the ground,bend them and then with a strong push fly backward in the sky. He wished life was like that, in which by gioing backward you could go forward.
He was deep in his thoughts when he felt thirst("I have a craving for water") he came round,awoke from his thoughts and saw that there were many people around him laughing at him, pointing at him,saying "look at his feet,they are too long,oh his face,he has got stubble," he heard them all as he blushed. He stopped pushing so the swing gradually ground to a halt,as he kept looking at the ground in front of his feet and didn't look up and tried not to hear anything, stood up and ran out of the park and felt thirst more than ever.He didn't want to hear anything and look up for he knew everyone would be laughing at him, so kept moving and running like that as if there were people surrounding him and forgot his thirst since he didn't dare to look up and search for it.