Then i put my hand near the golden triangle, she said ok sir now the time 7o’ clock i’m going home. I said wait some more time, she ask why? I tel... summathan (just fun). She said no i will go. I said ok. another day she come early in her class i am not speaking to her. She said sorry sir, next sunday i will come early ok please speak to me please please. I am waiting next sunday for the real fun. Next sunday morning 10o’ clock he call me are you free? I said ya. Then she ask me computer class. "Oh look at that, it's almost seven. Gotta go Harold. Bye, bye." Before the supervisor could protest she cut the line.That made Cynthia feel much better. And now that she was in a good mood, she was ready to go home. As she was donning her scarf, the intercom rang again.Cynthia strolled back to her desk and gently pressed the button this time. "Yes Madeline I realize it's seven. You can go home now."The secretary's response was not at all expected, "Ms. Reed there's someone here to see. When he finally reached his goal there were tears in his eyes. He turned the knob and slowly pushed the door open. The room was dark…the lights hadn’t been turned on since he’d last been there. There was no need for light though…he knew every inch of the room by heart. Thomas walked through the open doorway and into the room. Thomas was blinded by a bright light as he walked through the doorway. He raised his arm to shield his eyes. Thomas lowered his arm and opened his eyes and suddenly became. ."I...... well you see I-"I'd been caught red-handed lying to one of God's officials on Earth.What excuses could I possibly make?"Whatever this is, don't you think God already knows about it?" askedthe Father gently. This was the last thing I wanted to be reminded of."I'm sorry," I babbled, "Okay? I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry!"?"That's obvious, but for what? Why would you confess to things youhaven't done?"?My clever sin-substitution stratagem had gone completely to hell, and Ifeared.