My Fake Reality

The Disapperance

"Look. I have something to tell. I have always known your name, who you are, and that you're my boyfriend. Except you're not."
"But I am," he interrupts.
"No, you're not! But just listen. I have a problem with lying. I lied to help me fit in better here when I moved back, including saying that I had a boyfriend, named Braidy. And that is who you are. A lie. Don't ask me how you got here because I have no idea. I think it was to teach me a lesson. But no matter what the reason was, I have learned a lesson," I stop.
I sure hope this works.
"Thanks for helping me, but I don't need you anymore."
"Ok."
He starts walking away, and then poof, he's gone. It worked. Yes! I go back and sit down while everyone stares at me.
At dinner time, I tell my family, "I figured out how to get rid of all the lies, and I have already gotten rid of the worst one of all, Braidy."
"That's awesome, Honey," my dad responds.
"Yes, it is," my mom adds.
During lunch the next day, I gather the attention of all my friends. "Ok. You can continue to eat, but I would like for you guys to hear this," I stop but soon continue with, "Some of you already know about it, but I need all of you to know to help me. You all know that I went to Maine to our vacation home over the break. The thing is that the house was a huge lie. I made it up to help me fit in. I also lied about having a boyfriend, whom several of you have already seen. I have also lied about Evelyn to get out of community service. Those are the only ones that became real. I think it was to teach me a lesson. One that I have now learned. It has been really hard for the past couple weeks dealing with them, and I've finally learned my lesson. I have stopped lying, and if there are any questions that you have for me, I would be happy to answer them," I stop, "Honestly," I add.
After lunch, I have a few of my friends come up to ask me if I lied about this or lied about that. For the majority of the time, my answer was "Yes. And I'm truly sorry." There were a few times that I actually, honestly, said, "No."
When I get to my dad's room after school, I look on Google Maps to see if the house is still there. It's not.
"The house is gone!" I scream.
"What?" my dad answers, startled and confused.
"The house in Maine. It's gone. My confession worked. I've got two down, one to go."
The rest of the week goes on like normal. No more outrageous screams of my name from Braidy at the bus line. No more random encounters. No more confessions. No more nothing.
Sabrina, Shawn, and I went to a local hang out a few times after school and over the weekend, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Along rolls Monday. And then lunch. And guess who showed up. Evelyn!
"Hey, Evelyn," I sign.
"Hey. You ready?" she signs back.
"Yes!" I say excitedly.
My chance to get rid of her. We go back to the room.
As soon as we get in there and shut the door, I tell her, "Hey! So, I have something to tell you. And I'm just going to be blunt. You aren't real. You're a lie. I made you up to get out of community service. And while it was really fun tutoring you, I think it is time for you to go. I have learned my lesson," I stop.
She looks confused.
I thought that maybe I signed it all so fast, so I started over, a little slower.
She stopped me a little ways in with a shake of her head.
She begins, "No. No. I understood what you said I just don't get it."
"You're a lie that came true to teach me a lesson. Now I have learned that lesson, and I don't need you anymore." And just like Braidy, she disappeared.