This year was going to be a train wreck. It [the first day of school] was the scariest day of my life. The night before school, I tried to think of a way to trick my mom into letting me stay home. First, I put a thermometer in very hot water, which didn’t seem that realistic because it was one hundred thirty degrees; I knew she wouldn’t believe that I was that temperature, so I rinsed cold water over it a few times–it was perfect! It was one hundred four degrees…right on the money!
I dragged my feet while I was walking to my mom. I wanted her to think that I was really tired and sick. I then showed her the thermometer, she looked very worried.
“You have to go lay down immediately!” she said.
She [my Mom] called my dad and told him that my temperature was really high, and that I wasn’t going to go to school. She called her work and said she wasn’t going to be able to go to work that day. I could tell she was very worried because of how high my temperature was.
I tried to sneeze by smelling pepper and microwaving wet paper towels, putting them on my head so I could warm up. I told my mom to feel my forehead to see if I was warm. She felt my forehead and said:
“Go get a drink of water fast! NOW!”
“Yes! I might have a chance!” I thought.
When my mom made breakfast for me, she opened the garbage to throw something out, she saw the wet paper towel and that was it. I was done. She already knew what I had done.