The first thing that Alison ever told me about herself was a lie, Lying was her oxygen she could do it while she was laughing she could even do it when kissing you l. That's whats remarkable about lies. How the can fool you, what they'll become where they can take you. It's all starts with one. No matter how simple no matter how grand, a truly great Lie can live on long after you're gone suprising even its architect with the places it can climb deep into our hearts twisting into our soul. The fantastical places it can take you hight above this world l, far in to another. Before ultimately crashing, the flames of the fire scorching anyone left in the way. Such is the case of Alison DiLaurentis a girl construct while eyes held together by Secrets life founded in fiction. Predestined for tragedy as fantasy and reality internvined forever wearing the lines of Life cut short. All adding to the allure of the girl suddenly gone. I often wonder what might thought.
