Getting hit with the truth

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Karl Selga, reporter

Along with telling the truth comes consequences.

One day at my old middle school my friend and I were just kicking the ball around and having fun. After a while we talked to each other about who could kick the ball higher than the other. I said I could kick the ball higher and he did the same. We finally came upon a agreement. the agreement was that we will both kick a ball in the air and we will see which one falls to the ground last. I went first.

I kicked the ball as hard as I could and it took three seconds for it to fall. My friend saw how long it took and said with confidence “I can do better than that”. After he said that I passed him the ball and and he got ready for his kick. He aimed and kicked the ball not in the air but forward into the direction of the convent of the nun’s in my catholic school I attended.

The ball hit one of the glass panes of the convent and it broke instantly. When that happened our principal came out of her office and questioned all of the students at a assembly. At the assembly some kid spoke up and said, “it was one of them” and pointed in our direction.

The principal looked at us and said, “Which one of you kicked the ball?” My friend and I froze in terror. We didn’t know what was about to happen to either of us. after a while the principal took us into her office one at a time. My friend was first to go in. He came out of the office after about 5 minutes. He came out with tears and told me “the principal is going to call my parents” and left.

After that the principal called me in. Her room was cold and surprisingly bright. I had never been called into her office before so this was a new experience for me. When I was in her room she sat me down and asked me what happened with the ball and glass incident. At that point I had the choice to tell the truth or lie. When I was a kid I was brought up never to lie even though I did at times. she asked me the same question again “who did it”

So in that split second I told the truth. After that my principal said thank you and called my friend back in and said “I won’t call your parents ok but I will tell your mom about this” and then sent us on our way. -Karl Selga