Emily Hall wasn't really a normal fourteen year old. She lived in an orphanage since she was younger. She had secrets, she kept her tragic past hidden in the dark. Locked away where no one could find it. She didn't have any friends or family. She didn't get along with people, most never even bothered to try to talk to...
The thing about white lies, is that they darken more than the real ones actually. They start out trying not to hurt someone, but that's all they do. Hurt. I tried to protect him; but I didn't' know how. So I lied. It was only because he was my bestfriend. Because I love him. This secret you ask? Well, my parents died...