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One Single lie.
<p>I used to be a pathological liar.<br/></p><p>Not the clever kind.</p><p>Not the kind that gains anything.</p><p><br/></p><p>I lied for no reason.</p><p>Because I wanted to.</p><p>Because I could.</p><p><br/></p><p>One lie would lead to another.</p><p>Then another.</p><p>Then another.</p><p>Until the lies stopped feeling like lies and started feeling like life.</p><p><br/></p><p>Or maybe I don’t even have a reality anymore.</p><p>Maybe it’s all just fabrication.</p><p><br/></p><p>I didn’t start lying because it was fun.</p><p>I lied once.</p><p>And then I had no choice but to keep going.</p><p><br/></p><p>It started with one question.</p><p>Someone asked about my dad.</p><p><br/></p><p>The first thing my brain reached for was death.</p><p><br/></p><p>He isn’t dead.</p><p>But I can’t tell the truth about him.</p><p>So I said, “He died immediately after I was born.”</p><p><br/></p><p>Partly to sound pitiful.</p><p>Mostly to avoid the truth.</p><p><br/></p><p>Now everyone believes he’s dead.</p><p>Sometimes I do too.</p><p><br/></p><p>I’ve said it so many times it sounds real.</p><p>It feels real.</p><p><br/></p><p>Now, whenever someone says “your dad,”</p><p>my brain answers, dead.</p><p><br/></p><p>Repetition trained it that way.</p><p>Familiarity did the rest.</p><p><br/></p><p>Does he deserve it?</p><p>Maybe.</p><p><br/></p><p>But that one lie didn’t stay small.</p><p><br/></p><p>It grew.</p><p><br/></p><p>He’s dead.</p><p>He died in an accident.</p><p>My mum is a widow.</p><p>When people talk about their fathers, I act sad.</p><p>I invent memories so the story stays intact.</p><p><br/></p><p>One lie twisted itself into a life.</p><p><br/></p><p>And that’s how I became a pathological liar.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not because I wanted to be one.</p><p>But because I didn’t know how to stop.</p><p><br/></p>
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