Plan a story which begins with, I heard someone crying behind the fence.
Make notes using the frame.
Setting and characters
Problem (what happened)
Climax (the most exciting part)
Resolution (how the problem was sorted out)
Answers
I was driving by a road near the woods when I saw a small boy standing in the woods and crying behind a fence. I had gone ahead, but, I saw his reflection in the mirror of my car and therefore drove back to the spot where he was standing all the time thinking that what was such a young boy doing in the woods. I halted my car near him and went to the place where he was standing. He continued to cry.
"Child, why are you crying and what are you doing by yourself all alone in the woods?"
There was no answer and he continued crying. I examined him. He looked to be around 8-9 years old.
I looked around the place to see if I could find anyone or see a dwelling nearby. But, there was no one in sight.
I again approached the boy. "What is your name?" But, again there was no answer and he continued with his crying. I drew a packed of biscuit from my car thinking that he might be hungry and offered it to the boy with the hope that it would pacify him. But, there was no reaction. He refused to stop crying. Finally, when I was about to give up, he held my hand and started tugging at it while pointing in ahead.
Thinking that he wanted me to lead him back to his dwelling, I started following him. We walked around hundred meters, when we came across a well.
The boy halted at the well and started pointing towards it. The wall of the well was dilapidated so I took careful steps to see what was in the well. I carefully rested one hand on the wall of the well and the other on the wood that was used to draw water from the well rather whatever was left of it.
I struggled to make out what is in the well as it was a little dark. Having strained my eyes to the maximum I finally managed to see what was at the bottom.
I was about to loose my balance out of shock. But, somehow I managed to balance myself and hurriedly drew away from the well. I had now started to sweat out of fear.
Floating at the bottom of the well was the dead body of the boy. I looked in the direction where he had stood sometime back. The boy was no longer there.