Where is it? Where is it? ‘’What are you looking for?’’ I looked up to see a blonde boy. His bangs covered his eyes. How does he see like that? ‘’Um…I’m playing a game with my friends. They hid my gift here’’ That was such a terrible lie. ‘’Really?’’ I nodded.
‘’Is it your birthday?’’ Why is asking so many questions? ‘’No. It’s our.. uh, the day I met them! Yeah, yeah, today’s the day. I hid their gift in another park. Now, why don’t you help me?”’
We searched frantically for my gift. ‘’Found it!’’ Finally! There was the painting. ‘’Thank you, thank you, thank you!’’ Something must be hidden inside it. I’ll try to figure it out later. ‘’That’s a weird gift. Do you like birds?’’ I actually do like birds. ‘’Oh, yeah! Love them. I even have a pet parrot’’ Maybe I shouldn’t have said that. ‘’Can I see him? As a reward for finding your gift’’ Yeah, I shouldn’t have said that. ‘’Sure, but, there is a party, uh, yeah a party, in uh, my house, and the, the party-I mean the parrot is in my house, so tomorrow?’’
He chuckled. ‘’You’re a terrible liar. Do you even have a parrot? And is that your gift? How do I believe that?’ ARGH!! I wanted to scream so loudly that he’ll run away and stop asking questions. ‘’Of course it’s my gift. Why else would anyone bury a painting? And I lied about the parrot just to seem cool’’ That was actually quite good ‘’Then why don’t you introduce me to your friends? Just call them. If they say no then I’ll have to call the cops’’ Guess I have to say the truth to him then. ‘’Look, my friend just died, and this was her favourite painting. She-She was playing the game I told you and wasn’t able to find it. On her way home she got hit by a car. I wanted to keep it as a momentum of her’’ Please believe me, please believe me…’’Oh, ok. I’m sorry’’ Phew! I nodded for no reason and left.