write down a story on tilte Packing in your own words in about 200-300 words.
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Packaging is the science, art and technology of enclosing or protecting products for distribution, storage, sale, and use. Packaging also refers to the process of designing, evaluating, and producing packages.
I was driving by a road near the
woods when I saw a small boy
standing in the woods and crying. 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.
Sorry, a bit long for 150-200 words
but had to build up the suspense.