The Truth and Nothing But the Truth

The Truth and Nothing But the Truth

Today I plan on writing a totally true story. Well, actually there might be a few embellishments along the way. 

It all starts with my friend Ronald. I invited him over to my house for a play date. Well, actually he invited himself but I agreed. 

The plan was that we would go to the park next to my house and hang out in the woods that surrounded it. What could possibly go wrong? Well, actually the plan was just to stay in the park, but Ronald thought it would be more fun to explore the wooded area. 

I thought it would be fun to play hide and seek since there were so many places to hide. Well, actually Ronald thought it would be a good idea. I thought hide and seek isn’t a great game to play with only 2 people. 

Needless to say, Ronald said I was it and ran off into the brush. I counted up to 100 as I was supposed to. Well, actually I only made it to 25, since he was already out of sight and I didn’t hear any movement. 

I headed off through the brush in search of him and it wasn’t long before I found him. He was staring at something on the ground. 

When I went over to him he pointed to a dead rat on the ground. I personally thought that it was disgusting and suggested we go back to the park. Ronald agreed. 

Well, actually, Ronald suggested that we look for more rats. 

The dead rat we had seen wasn’t very large, so we started hunting for rats. It didn’t take us long, being in the Bronx, for us to find one. Since this one was not dead, we quickly ran in the opposite direction. 

Well, actually, at Ronald’s suggestion we started chasing the rat, with the rat being more afraid of us, than we were of it. Well, actually I was scared stiff to do it, but as Ronald was taking the lead, I was sure if the rat attacked, he would be the victim not me. 

The rat did manage to get away and we decided that was enough exercise that day, so we returned to my house. 

We decided not to mention to my parents what we had done. Well, actually, I decided not to do that. Ronald had no trouble bragging about what we did. 

My parents had no problem with our actions. “They’re just kids having fun,” my mother said. 

Well, actually, my father sent Ronald home and my mother read me the riot act and sent me to my room. “HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID!” she yelled.

Because of that incident, I was told never to play with Ronald again and listen to his stupid ideas. I agreed and that was the end of my relationship with Ronald.

And that’s the absolute truth. Well, actually…

 

About hdh

I have been telling stories for over 40 years and writing forever. I am a retired teacher and storyteller. I hope to expand upon my repertoire and use this blog as a place to do writing. The main purpose is to give me and others that choose to comment, a space in which to play with issues that deal with storytelling, storytelling ideas, storytelling in education, reactions to events, and just plain fun stories. I explore some of my own writing throughout, from character analysis, to fictional, to poetry, and personal stories. I go wherever my muse sends me. Enjoy!
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