Story of the last lie I told:
The last lie I told actually was not that long ago. I was talking to my friend, who I have only known for about 2 weeks, about going home this weekend. She said she wanted to come with me. When she said this I got really nervous because I would feel uncomfortable if she came home with me for the weekend. I nodded and said “Okay,” without really thinking about what I had just said. When I got home that night I realized I didn’t want this girl to come stay with me at my house and I also didn’t want to offend her because she was my friend. So I decided to lie. I texted her and said that on Saturday I was going to work at my old job from home which she knows I frequently do on my trips home. I said I would feel bad having her just sit at my house all day while I was working, but maybe she could come with me another time. Not only did I lie about having work, I didn’t tell her that the truth of the matter was I just didn’t want her to come with me.
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