There was a village on the outskirts of a forest. A shepherd boy used to take his herd of sheep across the fields to the lawns near the forest. One day he felt very boring and wanted to have fun. So

There was a village on the outskirts of a forest. A shepherd boy used to take his herd of sheep across the fields to the lawns near the forest.

One day, he felt extremely bored. Watching the sheep munch on grass wasn’t exactly thrilling entertainment, so he decided to have some fun. He ran towards the village, waving his arms frantically and shouting, “Wolf! Wolf! A huge, terrifying wolf is attacking the sheep!”

The villagers, being kind-hearted and always ready to help, grabbed their sticks, pitchforks, and anything else they could find and sprinted toward the fields. But when they got there, they found no wolf—just the shepherd boy rolling on the ground, laughing.

The villagers were furious. One elder wagged his finger at the boy and said, “Young man, lying is a terrible thing! Do not do this again!” But the boy just shrugged, enjoying the excitement he had caused.

A few days later, boredom struck again. This time, he made his performance even more dramatic—he screamed, fell to his knees, and cried real tears. The villagers rushed out once again, only to find him laughing harder than before.

“You little rascal!” one villager fumed. “You keep this up, and one day, we won’t believe you when it really happens!”

But did the boy listen? Of course not.

Then, one evening, as the sun dipped behind the trees, a real wolf emerged from the forest—sharp teeth, glowing eyes, and a hunger for mutton. The boy’s heart pounded as he jumped up and screamed, “WOLF! WOLF! HELP ME!”

But the villagers? They didn’t move.

“Nice try, kid,” one said, shaking his head.

“Not falling for it again,” muttered another.

The boy shouted until his voice cracked, but no one came. The wolf, on the other hand, had perfect attendance.

Moral of the story? Lies may be fun at first, but when the truth finally arrives, no one will be there to hear it.

Also, if you’re going to lie, at least make it about something that doesn’t involve a hungry wolf.