by booklover789 » Wed Nov 15, 2017 2:26 pm
Username - booklover789
Name - Matilda
Gender - Female
What Did They Lie About? - Matilda lied about overdue library books. An avid reader, she has always been careful about returning books to their correct libraries, as she tends to pick different books from different library branches frequently. However, after her grandfather died and she had to go to his funeral, she lost all track of time due to the grief that overcame her. She didn’t care that they were late or that she would get fees if she ever returned them – she just wanted her granpappy back. Eventually she got over the feelings of sorrow and went back to her libraries, but instead of explaining the situation to the librarians, she made up an elaborate lie about her house burning down and a few of her neighbors’ houses burning down, and that she had barely escaped with the books she had to return and that she’d been living on the street since that point in time. The librarians believed her, and took back the books without giving her any late fees.
Later, she felt bad. She didn’t pay what she rightfully deserved to pay, and she also dishonored her granpappy’s wishes for her, as he always told her to never tell a fib.
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Extra - Matilda sighed as she stared at the wall of her house. She was distraught. She’d been crying every day that week, and couldn’t seem to stop the ebb and flow of the salty water from running down her cheeks. She missed her grandfather, or Granpappy, as she called him. She wished with all her heart that something could be done – ANYTHING – to bring him back. Matilda had always been told that older wolves died first – it was just how the world went ‘round. But Matilda had never experienced this sort of loss in her young life. She didn’t care about eating or food, she didn’t care about watching her favorite cartoons on television, and she really didn’t care about reading that pile of books in her room. She didn’t think anything was worth doing, as all she wanted was what she couldn’t have.
She eventually rolled out of bed, feeling the hunger pangs increase to an exorbitant amount. She couldn’t starve to death – her Granpappy wouldn’t have wanted her to go hungry, especially when her mother was so concerned about her and offered every few hours to make her something. She sought out her mother, found her in the dining room, and asked, “Mama? Could you make me a grilled cheese?”
The mother smiled, grateful her child was starting to eat something. “Of course. Would you like some tomato soup with it?”
Matilda nodded mutely.
And so things went. Every day Matilda learned to do one additional thing until she’d gotten back to her normal self.
Then, she realized her library books were far past due. Matilda didn’t want to have to go through all of the explaining to the libraries. She had to think up SOMETHING…
And that’s when it hit her.
The perfect lie.
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