I've lied as long as I can remember and I've lied about all kinds of things. I would trace pictures and pretend I had drawn them free hand. I wrote my first grade "what I did this weekend" essay on a trip to a mall I had never been to. When I saw a swarm of gnats close to my friend I told her they were responsible for the mole on her chin and we'd better run away in case they gave her more. When I switched schools I said I had never taken German before even though I'd studied it for a year. I've lied about countries I've visited, I've lied about where I lived, I've lied about an imaginary walk-in closet. I'm not sure if there's anyone I've never told a lie. That's sad. I'm also not sure if there's anyone who has never told me a lie. That's worse.
