Why To Lie Novels & Stories

"Something about the picture being taken out of context. About us not being in a relationship. About me focusing on hockey and my future." "Do not mention me by name if you can avoid it," Lila said. "Just make it vague. Say you were helping a classmate and it was misinterpreted." "That feels like lying," I said. "It is lying," Lila agreed. "But it is the kind of lie that protects both of us. You get to save your reputation without explicitly attacking me." I nodded. She was right. I could post something that satisfied Coach Williams without completely destroying Lila in the process.

“So again… Why. Did. You. Lie?” My body is coiled, ready to strike. My hands are fisted at my side. I’m hoping, I’m praying that he just owns up to it. I want him to just be honest for once. “Because I had to.” His voice comes out soft and broken. “I had to lie because the truth would only destroy everything and everyone. I couldn’t… I couldn’t allow that to happen.” This is not an admission of what really happened, but it is a bit of truth. He really believes that his lie was meant to protect others. I just don’t know what he was protecting us from.

Adrian says quietly. Julian’s throat tightens. Adrian continues, slower now, as if each word costs more because it is not polished enough to be safe. “A lie can become the structure of a life. People begin placing things on top of it. Families. Companies. Engagements. Expectations. You tell yourself removing it would cause more damage than leaving it there.” Julian’s chest feels too tight, but he keeps his voice steady. “And does that make leaving it there honest?” “No.”

Anyway, we’re not talking about them today. I lie a lot. Not all the time though, just enough to make my life comfortable and more interesting. People think liars are evil masterminds who spend hours plotting events and manipulating everyone around them. Well, that’s bullshit. Most lies are small, harmless, convenient. For example, when Mr. Gray asked why I left my previous workplace, I told him I wanted a change of environment. That was a lie. When Gracie asked if I liked working here, I told her yes.

I whisper. A simple lie that will turn into a fact when someone will going to believe it. As they said 'one hears is not always the version of reality- it's just funny how lies become inevitable with my life right now. It seems like if you wanted to do something you need to lie for you to get along with the changes in life. One lie and will create an illusion that everything is real. But how long will I able to live with these lies? Once it will all crashed down, everything will fade off and that's what I'm scared about.

I answered honestly. I don't lie for the cause. Well, if not necessary, why do so? I believe in that saying that the truth will be the best way to gather truth. You know what I mean? I mean, if you want people to trust you, tell you the truth. Why would you lie to them?

"Then why do they kill others?" "Because-" he paused, brooding for a moment, "-they're blinded by greed, because they cheat, lie." His jaw hardened by the end, making me gulp. "N-No," I stuttered out. I felt the conversation wasn't confined in the topic of why they wanted to kill him anymore, but something entirely different, something that had to do with his own suppressed feelings. "People don't kill someone because they lie." "Then what do they do to liars?" I licked my lips, tasting the sickly residue of the vomit. "They try to understand the reason behind their lie. Give them a chance to explain and rectify themselves."

It was good and bad at the same time because it mostly made my daughter cry. "Yes. I know it's true. But sometimes you have to say lies so as not to hurt anyone." "But we can't lie because lies will bring problems." He stated his argument. As adults, we taught pups not to lie and be honest about whatever. So he must have found Mark's statement to contradict the lesson his parents taught him. "You're right. Honesty is above everything. But sometimes, a tiny lie will save the mood and save you from problems. You won't get my granddaughter to scowl or, worst, cry. Just a tiny lie will brighten your day."

Why? "Sir, there is beauty in truth, even if it's painful. Those who lie twist life to look tasty to the lazy, brilliant to the ignorant, and powerful to the weak. But lies only strengthen our defects. They don't teach anything, help, fix, or cure anything. I'm not sure your reason for marrying me, but my life is at stake. We can try and find good alternatives for you?" The Stranger raised a brow at her, clearly not getting what she meant by that.

Is that reason that important to lie? Right now I can tell Madam about what I found out, but why don't I feel like I can't? I feel that he has a deep reason, and I think that is one of the reasons why I can't call Madam Anastasia now and tell her that her son is not gay. He is afraid that others will find out that he is not gay, so as compensation for my lying, I will not tell his mom first.