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Once Upon a Lie
DIR By: Leaping-Deer
Date: May 29, 2015, 10:35 am
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So, this is a short story I wrote for school. I hope you guys
like it.
[center]Once Upon a Lie[/center]
[center]by Leaping Deer[/center]
In the dark, gloomy, old-fashioned hall there was a slight
popping sound. All turned to see the new resident of the Hall of
Lies.
What is the Hall of Lies? Well, it is a gloomy place filled
with dead lies. It’s dark, dank feel is most probably due to the
fact that the only sources of light are candles set on rusting
brass pedestals that sparsely line the walls. Other than the
pedestals, nothing else decorated the dark maroon walls with
molding white trim. The hall itself was barely furnished.
Against one wall were two leather armchairs covered by white
sheets. Between the two chairs was a small wooden stool that was
covered in dust. It looked as though it hadn’t been used in
centuries. In a distant corner opposite the chairs and stool,
sat a huge circular oaken table looking as though it didn’t
belong there. It was just too big. Aside from the awkward
furnishings, one also would notice that there were no doors,
windows, or any other means of escape. Once you got in, you
couldn’t get out.
Now we return to the new resident of this dreary place. He had
the same basic appearance as most lies. He looked like a
floating, strangely colored human head that had been shrunken
down to the size of a tennis ball. This lie in particular had a
yellow green hue with green, spiky hair and dark sunglasses.
The other lies gathered around the newcomer to welcome him and
hear how he had come here. They parted slightly as the oldest
and wisest of their group came into view.
“Hello, young lie,” began the old, gray lie. “Follow me.
Everyone wants to meet you and hear your tale.”
“My tale?” asked the green lie.
“Yes. Your life story.”
“Very well then,” said the newcomer. He followed the old lie
towards the wooden stool which acted as a stage.
“Ladies and Gentlelies,” began the older lie, “Today we shall
hear yet another tale of woe. Once again, the Truth Fairies have
killed another of our kind. Let us hear the tale of this young
lie.” The crowd of lies became quiet as the newcomer stepped
forward.
“My name is Larry. I was born about 5 months ago, and it all
began on a warm summer evening in July.
A 12 year old boy by the name of Billy Green heard his friends
calling for him to come and play from inside his room painted to
look like a city skyline. He quickly opened his window to shout
“Coming!” before racing downstairs. He passed his mother who was
baking cookies in the kitchen and paused to tell her he was
going outside to play tag with his friends Fred and Anna.
“Oh no you aren’t!” exclaimed his mother. “I saw your room this
morning, and unless it’s spotless you aren’t going anywhere!”
“But Mom,” began Billy, looking at her with pleading green
eyes.
“No buts. There will be no playing until that room is clean.”
“Yes ma’am,” sighed Billy. He sulked as he slowly trudged back
upstairs. When he reached his room he saw what a mess it was.
There were comic books laying all over the floor along with his
action figures. His Batman comforter had slid off his full sized
bed and onto the ground. Some of his superhero posters had
fallen and lay awkwardly on the carpet. There was no way he
would be able to clean all this up before dinner!
Suddenly, Billy had an idea. What if he just pretended to clean
his room? His parents almost never came in. They were almost
always working or watching TV in the living room. As long as he
kept his door closed no one would know. Well, except Sasha, but
she wouldn’t tell. Would she?
Billy sighed before running his fingers through his red hair.
He’d never lied before, and his parents had often told him how
wrong it was. Well, it’s just a little lie. It wouldn’t really
have any bad consequences, right?
Mrs. Green was surprised when her son came downstairs after
about 10 minutes.
“Done already?”
“Yes, ma’am! I had already cleaned up my comic books and made
my bed before I decided to go outside and play,” lied Billy.
“Well, alright. Since your room’s all clean, I guess you can go
and play with your friends,” said a smiling Mrs. Green.
“Thanks Mom!” exclaimed Billy before rushing outside to meet
his friends. Of course, he didn’t notice me, a little, yellow
green baby lie, floating after him.
About two months afterwards, Billy came trudging into the
kitchen where his mom and little sister were baking snicker
doodles. After setting his blue backpack on one of the two
stools in front of the island, he circumvented his sister Sasha
and found a spot next to his mother who was currently placing
some of the dough cutouts that Sasha had made onto a baking
sheet.
“How was your first day of school, Billy?” asked Mrs. Green,
barely looking up from her work.
“Very school like,” answered a grinning Billy. Sasha started
giggling at his reply. A smile spread across Mrs. Green’s face.
“Well, little mister, if you finish up your homework fast
enough then I might let you help me make some Batman cookies for
the new party I’m catering for.”
At this Billy snatched his bag from it’s resting place and
raced upstairs. Eager to help his mom, Billy groped around in
his backpack for his large amount of homework. After fishing out
a truckload of papers, he placed them on his desk and began
working. Billy had just finished his math homework when a
thought crossed his mind. What if he didn’t finish in time? I
looked on eagerly realizing what was coming next. I quickly
remind him of how he had gotten away with his last lie. About
half an hour since Billy had gone upstairs, Sasha spotted him
hurrying back down.
“That was quick,” commented the seven year old girl.
“Well, the homework was pretty light since it was the first day
of school,” lied Billy after receiving a look of surprise from
his mother. “Still want help, Mom?”
“Sure,” smiled Mrs. Green looking relieved. I felt myself
maturing into a young adult. My hair had grown in green and had
become spiky.
Let’s fast forward to the end of Billy’s Fall Semester. Thanks
to some of Billy’s past lies, I was able to convince him to lie
about things such as studying and completing homework. I had
become a full grown lie at this point. Billy was walking towards
the entrance to the school building with his best friends Fred
and Anna.
“I sure hope I remember everything,” announced Anna. “I spent
almost all of yesterday reading through textbooks and analyzing
notes!”
“You’ll do fine,” Fred said calmly. “Besides, once this is over
we have break to look forward to! My parents are taking me to
Florida to visit my grandparents. I might even get to go to
Disney!”
Reality hit Billy like one of those bullet trains in Japan. He
hadn’t studied at all, and today they had midterms. He would
fail. He knew it. He had to study somehow.
“Hey, Anna.”
“Yes?”
“Mind if I go over your notes? I left mine at home.”
“Not very confident about the midterm, Billy?” asked Fred.
“Just want to be safe,” replied Billy nervously. He glanced
feverishly at the clock. Eight minutes till the bell would ring.
I watched the ensuing chaos, the fruits of my labor.
“Here you go,” Anna handed Billy several sheets of paper. For
the next six minutes Billy studied the words Anna had carefully
written like his life depended on it. Afterwards, Anna and Fred
hurried into class with him.
Mr. Green ran a hand through his red hair. His blue eyes
scanning the report card not believing what they saw. His wife
looked over his shoulder. Her golden blonde hair pulled into a
ponytail for baking. Her green eyes were wide with shock. Mr.
Green set down the report card and sat across from Billy who was
trembling on a couch in the living room.
“Billy,” began Mr. Green, “What happened?”
Billy felt hot tears stinging his face. His mom seated herself
next to him and gave him a reassuring smile that was made
bittersweet by the disappointment obvious in her eyes.
“Dad, Mom, I’m so sorry,” before Billy knew it he was telling
his parents everything. About not cleaning his room, about
pretending to do his homework, about refusing to study. I looked
on in horror as Billy told the truth. At the beginning a small
white orb began to form. Then it became a baby truth fairy. I
backed away in fright as it grew wings. I watched on in terror
as it became a fully fledged truth fairy. Then, out of no where,
a short wooden staff flew towards the creature. I glimpsed Billy
and his parents hugging before the fairy flew towards me.
“I am Barry the Fairy, and as of today your new residence is
the Hall of Lies. Begone, demon!” With that he took his staff
and twirled it in a circle. I felt myself being drawn towards
the staff and began to race away. Suddenly, a portal opened
where the staff had been and I was pulled with an overwhelming
force towards the opening. So, here I am,” Larry finished his
sorrowful tale as the other lies dabbed their eyes with
handkerchiefs.
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