It was a mistake, I didn't mean it.. I didn't WANT to lie, but you put me up to it. My feelings can't be helped. Don't be angry, it's not me. I can't control my words; I don't know how to speak. It hurts when I talk, I can't hear myself. I want to say my true words. Yet I lie. " I'm sorry" ('I'm a failure.') " CAN YOU PLEASE BE QUIET I HAVE A HEADACHE" ('stop talking about your achievements, you know I envy.') " I love you, I'm so sorry I made you angry..." (' you're toxic, please leave me alone.') " ..." ('please leave me alone, please stop talking. I don't want to hear this at the moment.') " Please don't touch me.." (' I know you're mad and you can't control your emotions, I know you will hit me please try to calm down').
I don't understand why I get in trouble for this, or why they punish me. I just want to breathe. I want a break, shall death be the only break one can take from life, or problem in general? No that's too far, that's a break one will take forever, but yet I wonder. Why do people not want someone to die even though they would " go to a better place?" Is this even true? Or does everything disappear, does our energy just drag along with our consciousness. For if there is a god is my fate to be compared to a city rat? Fat, stinky, yucky, miserable, and angry? I realized if there is a god, would I deserve my fate? To grow gray hairs at the age 23? To lose my memory at the age of 11? Is it because the lies I tell?
I don't believe that I deserve this because my lies are set up. I can't really voice my own opinion, even if I have the right, my voice means nothing so indeed I lie.
What do I get from lying? A lot. I think I am a good liar. They believe me. I can't tell the truth even if I type it or write it, they stalk me. Rarely just rarely a moment of peace. I know my lies will soon catch up to me, but I made it far, yes very far. That's probably the reason I suffer. I lost my own self in the lies. Who am I, will I lie?
My questions will never be answered. I would have known. I go by a liar now. No real name suits me, I can't find one. I lost it in my lies. Forever gone, but what do you expect? I deserve it. The lies I tell have devoured me forever. Goodbye my friends, I am soon to be gone. Please forget me and my lies, don't let them carry on.
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MY SHORT STORIES
Fiksi RemajaHello! This will include a bunch of short stories I just happen to think of that range from Happy, Calm, Sad, or Horror. I'm not a professional writer but I will get some ideas and I come here to write about it. If I like these enough then one day I...
