Margo Fawn & the Contagious Missing Delirium - 1

10. BAD LIAR

CHAPTER 10

BAD LIAR

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I shut the door to my room, trying to keep my mind blank. I sat looking out the window, going boketto. I had to go tell my mom about the phone. I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath, picturing what it would be like if this plan went well. Picturing like that sometimes could make it work. Well, whatever happened, it would not be worse than getting those calls every day. I went to her room.

"Mom," I called out. There was no answer. "Mom..." I called out a little louder because she almost never answered me the first time I called her.

She called out from her room. "What?" Impatience and interrogation. Not good.

I walked into the room. She was lying on her bed. "I just came to bed to take a nap." She sighed impatiently. "What is it?" she asked. A slight shiver began in my fingers and reverberated through my back.

Okay. I'd say it fast enough that she wouldn't hear much of it, but I'll make sure she understands that my SIM card broke. "I dropped my phone today at school that it shattered to pieces. I found every other part of my phone except my SIM card. I found it but it isn't working."

"What?" she asked again. This time more impatient.

"My SIM card broke. It isn't working. I need a new one." I repeated.

"How dare you be careless and drop your phone like that? You have some nerve to come and tell me that you need a new one." She raised her voice.

I left her room quietly. There was no winning in an argument with her. I went upstairs and freshened up. I sat on my bed and watched one of the last streaks of the sun's rays fall on the floor through my window, and I penned my thoughts in my notebook.

That beautiful last streak

With its yellow so mellow

With a tinge of orange

Passing through the window

The part of the ray that couldn't pass the bars

Lit the bars and it shined

Leaving a tiny spot that sparkled

That beautiful last streak

Carrying millions of dusts and specks

Floating and transient

Do they have their own life in their world of sunrays?

Will I disrupt their life if I blow them away?

Or are they the planets with funny orbits

In their Cosmo of sunray?

Life comes with both sunrays and dust

I either can look at it as the last streak of sunray

Or just the dust

It's is impossible for someone like me

To just look at one thing and ignore the other

The imaginative type I am

I look at the melancholic last streak of ray