The String Prank
There was white string tied and sellotapedsellotaped to the furniture.furniture. Because it looked like a spider web, we were the spiders and Dad was the fly. If he trippedtripped over the string, he would fall on the soft pillows that we put on the floor. I heard Dad's loud footstepsfootsteps from his work shoes on the woodenwooden floor but then they quietenedquietened down as he walked on the carpet.carpet. Even though my sister was coveringcovering her mouth with her hand, I could still hear her giggles.giggles.
"Until we tell you to open your eyes, keep them closed,"closed," we instructed.instructed. "Come into the liveliving room." I was holding my breath and my heart was beatinging faster while we waiteded for Dad to walk into our web. He trippedtripped over the string before we could tell him to be careful.careful. I wonderedwondered if he was okay, even though he fell on the pillows.
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