It was very beginning of 8th standard....new session was just started and my section was on the top for being so mischievous as everyday we get to hear something new students got punished for having affairs and etc... etc....at those times when affairs...were tending in my class ....I was too childish as compared to those of classmates who were in a kidationship(kids in a relationship) I used to talk have a full concentrate over my studies.... as my mom told to not focus on such stuff .....keeping my story a side...one day a girl in my section entered the class with Bandage on her hand.... it wasn't shocking.... as its common that we get hurt due to something it was just a bandage.... I didn't thought about it..... so as I was also a frontbencher and the class monitor as well... so it was maths period i guess our teacher entered the class and wanted all of us to submit our notebooks for checking.....i submitted my notebook.....so she gave me the task to collect the notebooks..... so as she said I did I went to each desk collecting notebooks...it was that bandage girl... I asked her to give her notebooks....she told me to wait a while....because she was doing entries...... being curious i asked her about the bandage..... after being quiet for sometime..... she said ok........but on one condition.... that I will not tell it to anyone... I agreed she removed her bandage excitingly.... what I saw was a name written on her hand with a blade it was bloody as hell.......for a moment I thought WTF is this......i asked does it hurt(being a stupid child) she said yeah....but it's nothing infront of her unconditional love towards the boy..... I was so speechless...... I went to the teacher and told her everything the teacher looked her hand and took her to the principal.....well i don't know what happened with her there all I know is she went home early as teachers called her mom.....after that incident my friend told me that I have created a mess.... I asked her how.....she said what if she took revenge........ all I said was I am not afraid... because I haven't did anything wrong...... after school I went home..... I told my mom whatever happened..... all she said was don't be so truthful..... I was confused..... she said the same thing my friend said..... I told her that nothing is going to happen.....she said you are not "raja harishchandra"(phrase used for people who trouble themselves because of truth).......i didn't want to argue so I changed and went to my room.... next day I went school that bandage girl came too but nothing happened....



note: please don't judge me I am too bad at story writing 😅
moral of the story - being truthful doesn't mean trouble always....
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