Fact & Fallacy

I ran towards the tree where my friend stood crying and unable to move. I was wondering why he was crying like a banshee. I asked him what’s wrong and all he could manage was to point a finger at the tree bark in front of us. There was nothing there, except for a mere tree lizard. That was it? What was so traumatic about a little reptile? I asked him why was he crying so badly because he saw a tree lizard. He only howled louder. I couldn’t believe my ears.

I started cycling, the slope beckoning me closer and closer. I went down the hill eventually, gaining speed. Suddenly, I ran over a bump, rolled down the hill. When I stopped, I saw my leg was bleeding. That was how I got my scar.