Heh, it's not so much faking it, but still
When I was 4, I was fitted with a prosthetic ear. By the time I started secondary school, the prosthetics quality had developed so well that people don't even know about it! This is what my head looked like without it, except then it had a bar on it. I had really long, flowing hair, so whenever it did slip, you couldn't tell, I was so ninja-ish in my movements to replace it.

It was my second day in secondary school before the secret got out.
I was putting some crap into my locker up in the English block and for a reason beyond me, some kids in my class were running to lesson. One bumped into me quite softly but then that was enough to knock me off my feet. I bumped into my locker and my ear came clean off. By this time, the boys had turned round to apologise, and saw my ear land about an inch from one of their feet, pinna side up.

One went white, asked me if I was OK, and the other started crying. He had genuine concern on his face, so I did the only thing I knew how to do. I shouted, as loud as my little lungs would project my innocent voice, "OH MY GOD! WHERE'S MY EAR? IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" With a few allowed* swearwords for good measure. The other boy burst into tears.

It wasn't until the head of year made me apologise that I was found out. I think mainly for that kid's mental health!

*where swearing in kids is overlooked because they're in agony
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Thu 10 Jul 2008, 23:19, 1 reply)

lol
Poor kid! :)
(TheWonderfulWombat It came to me in a dream., Fri 11 Jul 2008, 3:49, closed)