The Big Fat Liar

Let me tell you a tale,

Once upon a time, a little boy loves to lie. He would lie all day long to avoid getting into trouble. He was a very good liar and only few can tell if he is lieing or not. However, he did not feel good when he lies. He would always feel very guilty about lieing but he would never admit or stop lieing.

One night, as he saw a shooting star speed across the skies, he made a wish, to stop feeling guilt after lieing. A great and beautiful fairy descended from the star after hearing his call, he said to him, " If I take away your guilt, I would have to give you another ......" The boy immediately replied, " Anything but this " So the fairy agreed.

The next day, the boy woke up happily as he remembered the incident last night. He tried it out by telling his mother that he was feeling very ill today and could not go school. True enough, he did not feel guilt at all. So he stayed at home the whole day and played and had a lot of fun. His mother did not know that he was lieing. The next day, he woke up a little taller than yesterday, but he did not notice. He went to school and told all his friends that his father won the lottery and invited them over for a party. As soon as he said that, he grew an inch taller and 1 pound heavier. All his friend came over while his parents were out and partied the whole day. During the evening, his parents returned home and wanted to know why it was so noisy. The little boy lied to cover up for his first lie. Later, he had to lie to his friends to make them leave. He lied to his parents the whole night to make sure they did not know what happened. He could not stop lieing. The lie just got bigger and bigger.

The next morning, he woke up to find that his bed was only size of his head. He tried to walk but everytime his feet touched the ground, it would tremble. His mother heard the noises and went to his room, onli to find a 1500 pounds giant. His mother screamed and fainted from the sight. His father came in and saw te great monstrocity that was his son. But, he could not see his son's face as it's cheek was too large and covered a large portion of his face. His voice also changed due the large weight of his new head. He could not tell his father that he was his son. So he ran. His father called the local authorities about him. the little boy ran and ran. He did not know where he was going but he still ran. Soon police cars and helicopters were chasing him. The boy kept running and running till he reached the forest. The police decided to stop chasing him and wait till he came out......

This story is partly written by me, parts of it are from references in the net and Television

I have not written the end of this story as i feel that there is no fitting end form the little boy. I feel that as i wrote the story, i reflected and found most of it familiar as i was the little boy. I LIE very OFTEN. I sometimes cannot control myself. I am rather capable of lieing and i can make people believe me. But, I will always feel very guilty about it. Although the guilt has driven me to near depression, I still cant kick the habit.

Maybe I need help...... I realli need help

This post was written when the author was feeling guilty after a big mistake/lie