Life of Lies
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Last published Wed, Oct 15, 2014
What if you woke up one morning, greeted by new people who told you that everything you knew was a lie? What if they said that everyone you ever loved was just a figment of your imagination? What if they were sent to your home to make sure you never remembered any of it? What if these people planted new information and fake memories in your mind? What if they never told you? What if your whole life was filled with a mixture of different lies? What if you couldn't tell the difference between lies and honesty? But what if, after all of this, you never even knew?
What if you became someone you aren't without knowing?
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