Day 95

I was walking to the library one day at primary school when I heard a slithery rustle and I thought I saw something brown under the library portable. My body reacted with a jolt of adrenaline and I leapt into to the library. Upon my entrance  I dramatically regaled my suspicions of a snake under the library to a captive audience. It felt good! I knew that for the rest of the day I would be a celebrity. What I didnt anticipate was how seriously the staff would take my account of the snake. Everyone was locked down in the library and teachers questioned me about where I saw the snake, what it looked like, if I saw it slither away etc, while other teachers searched all under the library and around surrounding areas for the snake. The more  I thought about it, the more  I knew that all I had heard was a bird in the bushes and my imagination had conjured the rest. I was in too deep. I had disrupted half an hour of the entire schools time, and if I backed out now I would expose myself for the attention seeking fraud that I was. So I lied. I kept up the story of the snake, I owned my false account of it and I modestly deflected my now guilt riddled fame from the other students.

10 years I have felt guilty for lying about that snake. It feels good to finally get it off my chest.