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the perfect lie

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The lie that killed "Charles take her! I need to concentrate on my work, please? I pleaded "Ohhh, Fine!" he stomped of walking away angrily. I started to plait my hair; it's like my thinking cap, I only concentrate when I plait it - and in a special way too. That's the weird thing about me, I really don't know why. I had to start my homework. It's a big one. I have to write a 'perfect lie'. it was a weird one. It was confusing; a really horrible, conniving, and evil teacher set it. She is like witch, forget that she is! Well people say that every Friday she goes with all the Witches around the world and they cast spells on who they hate, really hate! Her name is Mrs. Edwards. Anyway, I need to get on with the story. I'm going to start off with, erm, "I came home and there were faces I have never seen before looking at me as if they had a reason to feel sorry for me. They were all huddling up into their own little gossipy groups. I found it weird thus; mum probably enjoyed their company as she hardly gets to meet her friends because she is always running about for us. I' felt really curios on what's happening and why people are at my house. Approaching me was my auntie crying her eyes out as If the world had ended. I hurried to see her. ...read more.

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I wasn't looking up. I didn't want to look up. I am depressed. We got in aunts old, rusty Vauxhall and aunt appealed softly "I need to tell you both something very important. I shouldt of have said it but I didn't want to hurt you all too much at the time but now I have figured that I have to. I lie!. Your parents were murdered and not killed in a car accident" "you what, who was it"?! squealed Charles with deep expression on his face for hate of the murderers. "well, it was was ....don't take this the wrong way, you know that your parents an I have had our ups and downs about the shops and the businesses, so when they won the them I was feeling so aggravated and so annoyed so it was me who murdered them! I'm really sorry and I know I lied and I cheated on you but I had to lie and I'm so sorry I mur" As Charles disturbed her and punched her across her lip "You bitch, I cant believe what you've done, you cow"! I pulled Mary's hair as hard as I could and dragged her along in the car, she pleaded but I didn't let go until Charles said to leave her and that she is a waste. I slammed the door so hard out of anger that it broke and fell on the floor. I couldn't bare to look at her. My veins were about to pop out. ...read more.

Conclusion

Charles ran downstairs to receive it and it was the social services. The evil cow had reported us. They said she was worried but she wasn't worried for nothing she was just trying to make our lives hell now, but don't worry I will make life even worse now! "she's a conniving little..AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. Were going to be taken away, there coming now. I can't take this! I mimed in my head that I can, I can do it, I can do it, o what am I talking. I can't do it. This is too much for me. I can't take stress like this. I am already a stress freak as dad says it. That's it I can't take it. I'm going to do it! I don't care. I'm going to be selfish for one big time in my life. Charles will figure out what to do. He's a clever boy. I'm starting to prepare. I got out my story and a pen. I went to Charles and kissed him goodbye deeply. He kissed me back and I told him I loved him he replied saying the same. I said he'd get through things. So here it goes. "I crept downstairs. I went slowly into the kitchen, I leapt out for the kitchen knife, and I stabbed myself right in the heart. I felt deep pain and then 'slap' my body lay dead on the kitchen floor. I was happy and I was with mum and dad. Hopefully Charles will come to and we can be a proper family again" Everything happened just as you guessed. I lay dead on the kitchen floor. ...read more.

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