Write about your character discovering a lie and how it affects them
What was the lie? How did they find out? How does that discovery affect their life?
On Christmas Eve
The days leading up to Christmas Eve had been tense in our household. I figured it was just grown-up business and let it drift into the back of my consciousness. My childhood thus far had been largely spent in the realms of imagination, and the grown-up business was largely inconsequential to to my own little private universe.
I kicked a ball around with my best friend, Ali, until the darkness set and the streets became quiet. I wandered inside to find the adults all congregated in the kitchen. The women had smudged eyeliner and puffy eyes. I recognised this scene, almost like a kind of de ja vu. I knew that they had been crying. Something was very wrong.
“Why don’t you go and open your present from me, love.” said my auntie Carol.
I immediately obliged, but my grandfather stopped me.
“Go and sit next to auntie Carol.”
She gave me a comforting but unconvincing smile.
I went and sat beside her. I began to feel terrified that someone was dying. There was a lengthy pause before my sister said that there was something she had to tell me and it would be a shock. The following moments remain blurry and scattered in my memory. I remember a lot of crying, before she said “I am your mum.”
I felt a gentle push from auntie Carol to go and give her a hug. Then I hugged all the women, and my grandfather patted me on the shoulder and said I was a brave lad. I thought I was reacting the way they wanted me to, I just wanted the crying to stop.
That night I lay in bed looking up at the glowing stars I had stuck on the ceiling. I felt relieved that no one was dying.