Misunderstood, why was I misunderstood. In the middle of the crowded street, people stared in disbelieve at my figure. I heard a woman calling my name, a voice I could not recognize. I felt very strange and much surprised when she placed a gold necklace on my neck- a beautiful and magnificent necklace. The village king had sent out his men to search for his missing necklace that was stolen from his silver pot. I trembled when I heard the news. I was more petrified when I realized the stolen item was right on my neck. He's a thief, thief! Look at the golden necklace on his neck! Why was I misunderstood. I stood helpless and tried to explain myself to the king's soldiers. I was dragged forcefully to the king's presence. I thought of the strange ghost I had seen and explained myself to the king in contrition. After much inquiry and investigation, I was acquitted when the strange woman appeared in our midst to narrate how she placed the gold necklace on my neck.