My First Lie
I was in preschool. A lady walked into the room and asked us if anyone had seen somebody take the record player out of the playroom.
Having seen no such thing, I raised my hand, wanting to appear to have authority on a subject. The lady asked who it was, and I made something up, which they believed for an hour or so.
My memory of this is hazy, but I remember being busted and everyone acting hostile and derisive toward me for awhile. I think I nearly got a staff member in trouble.
This event hurt and made a big impression. I never tried such a maneuver again.
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