THE TRUTH LANDED ME INTO TROUBLE AND GAVE ME A BAD NAME.

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I believe that we are all doing fine with the situation of things in the world. God will make a way for his people. 🙏

For this contest for this day, I believe that it will take us back memory lane. But is okay, if it will be like a lesson for some of us and also serve as a tool to be used when teaching other in this generation.

Talking about lie, or once been a liar. I believe that almost every one of us will be victim in one way or the other. Telling lies is natural for children, especially when they have not been thought the consequences of lying. If the truth do set free, then it most have set some Free. But mine was the opposite. I said the truth and got into more trouble.

This is what happened to me so many years back when I was still in JSS one. I was still very naive then. Still learning and still growing.

In our class, a girl's money was stolen and the teacher demander to search everyone's bag. I dey my thing oh and the search began. I don't even know how much that was stolen, even up to today if you ask me I don't know. And I don't even know how it was stolen and by who. Guess what? The money was found in my bag. How? The same question I have been asking. But I never got the answer till I left that school the following year. It was indeed shameful for me that day.
Let's get down to the full gist.

This faithful day, Ngozi came up with the issue that the money she kept in her school bag was stolen and she started crying and disturbing everyone in the classroom. When the teacher get to know about it he decided that everyone will be searched since no one has left the class since the incident. We all agreed and the search started oh.

I was seated at the third row of the classroom. The teacher started the search from the first row. By the time he was almost through with the first row, some of us decided to give a helping hand for the search so that it will be faster. I was among those that came out to help search everyone's bag. But unknown to me what we were busy searching for was hidden in my own bag. By the time we came to the third row and came to my bag, Ngozi was the one that was to search my own bag, because I have searched others bag, so it is now time to search my own bag. When she opened my bag and poured everything out , lo and behold, the money was right inside my bag. Can I deny that I was not the one that stole that money? A question that I don't know how to give the answer right now.

I tried denying it, but no one seems to believe me. The teacher took me out and say that I should tell him the truth, so that I can be set free. But friends at this junction, the truth did not set me free. I was labeled a thief in the school. That was my worse day in that school. Had I known, I would have stayed back at home without coming to school that day, but it was too late.

I didn't know who to talk to, no one seems to believe me anymore from that day. And the worse part is that even at home, I don't steal, so, Why will I come to steal in school? I am not a thief!! But no one cares. That was it. Gloria is a thief. That was the reigning news in school. I started hidden my face in school. I started moving alone. I became evil. No one wants me anymore. But I don't know how that money got into my bag.

Conclusion!

So, can I asked? Does the truth always set one free. I believe that you have the answer to this question. Even though I was not set free there, before God, I am free. It doesn't matter what people call me, all that matters is what God says about me. That is it.

Thanks for hopping in. I love you all. Please always say the truth, whether people believe you or not.