If you were told something, by someone you trust very well, would you believe them? Of course you would, because why would they lie to you? Someone you trust so dearly? Just like how Great Britain thought they were getting visited by aliens simply because many high ranked personal thought they saw a few flying saucers here and there. But what was they're side of the story? Why would they lie to get fame? That was a stupid question.
Let's talk about how people don't tell the full story because it makes them look bad. I've noticed this in a select few, mostly one person. They told me that they only did one thing, they don't know why one of our mutual friends would just so suddenly hate her. I didn't know the full story. She told me one thing, kept me in the dark, I almost lost one of my closest friends because of her. But then, what she did to another, she did to me. So someone I trusted, lied to me, then she turned on me. When it first happened, I thought it was out of character. She was so nice and so sweet for the 8 months that I knew, or at least, she was someone I thought I knew. She will continue to spread lies, and I will continue to be on the other half of the story that will never see the light of day.
Think about something you've done, a story you've told where it paints you in the best position. How long will you keep that story going? When you use it to write your college essay, to get a job, find love? How long will you let the lie live? Just a question.
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Let's talk about how people don't tell the full story because it makes them look bad. I've noticed this in a select few, mostly one person. They told me that they only did one thing, they don't know why one of our mutual friends would just so suddenly hate her. I didn't know the full story. She told me one thing, kept me in the dark, I almost lost one of my closest friends because of her. But then, what she did to another, she did to me. So someone I trusted, lied to me, then she turned on me. When it first happened, I thought it was out of character. She was so nice and so sweet for the 8 months that I knew, or at least, she was someone I thought I knew. She will continue to spread lies, and I will continue to be on the other half of the story that will never see the light of day.
Think about something you've done, a story you've told where it paints you in the best position. How long will you keep that story going? When you use it to write your college essay, to get a job, find love? How long will you let the lie live? Just a question.
x.o.x.o