Tag: lies

  • Winter Hideout

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  I knew I was finally home when I saw the lights. I only saw the lights because I had finally had the courage to confront my past. And the first way I knew how to confront my past was to come back where all the drama started. I knew my…

  • Hidden

    I had always been adept at the art of being able to hide.  To disappear. My proficiency at hiding in plain sight came about mainly because I had always been suspicious of other people.  My father had always been wary of others spying on our family and did everything in his power to pass along his…

  • Comfort and Lies

    All I wanted was the comfort of my own room.  My own place where I could be myself and not have to talk to anyone.  But I knew I wouldn’t have a room to myself anytime soon so I resigned myself to having to share.  At least I shared a room with Ashley and not…

  • The Wedding Dress

    The single photograph I had of my mother was from her wedding day.  And it was only of her.  Though I had no memories of my mother, the stories I had made up over the years about her childhood, college days and marriage to my father filled notebook upon notebook that I stashed on the…

  • The Laws of Attraction

    “I’m not sure when the attraction started, but once I realized, I fell hard and fast.  I couldn’t get enough and I didn’t know when to stop.  Or how to stop.”  I wanted to keep talking, but couldn’t figure out how to say exactly how I felt.  I thought if I told Bill exactly how…

  • Whipped

    “The whipped cream is ruined.  Ruined.  Absolutely.  What am I going to do now?”  I whispered to myself.  I was about to lose my job and with it, my security.  If I lost my job, I would literally be outed for everything I had done wrong.  If my parents learned about all my minor transgressions,…

  • Opportunity

    I had never given myself the chance, the opportunity to be a good person.  And to me, being a good person also accompanied the idea that I would be authentic to myself.  Most of the time, I knew what I wanted, but didn’t know how to get to my end game.  Growing up, I had…

  • Rumors and Lies

    “I’m going to start a rumor.  I just need to decide how damaging it’s going to be.”  Sierra was whispering a little too loudly.  Either she didn’t care or forgot I was sitting behind her.  I often felt like I was forgotten by those who considered me to be a ‘friend.’  Or at least I thought they considered me to…

  • Nice Things

    “They blame us for why they don’t have nice things.  It’s not my fault they can’t keep their affairs in order,” Jennifer muttered as she walked away from me.  My eyes started to burn since I knew she had muttered loud enough so I could hear her.  I’m not sure what I had done to…