What Is The Biggest Lie You Have Ever Told? (Ended)
I think that it’s time to spit out what’s been on our conscience for the longest time, so, tell me: What’s the biggest lie that you have ever told?
Was it where you were going? That there wasn’t a test on Tuesday? Whether you believe it yourself or not, EVERYONE has told a giant lie, so what’s yours?
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That I was fine. But how many of us tell the same lie?
In 3rd grade I pushed someone off of the slide. They started crying and told the teacher. I hated getting in trouble so I said that there was a rat that she tripped over. It was completely unbelievable. Everyone started screaming thinking the school was infested. Then I lied again and said that it’s not infested with rats, he was my pet. Then everyone wanted to pet it, but I said it likes dark spaces and bites. (Because I was lying about this imaginary rat)
If we’re talking big in terms of how frequently I told it, it was saying that I’m straight
Well, let’s be honest. We’ve all said the lie (well most of us) “I’m not sad, I’m just really tired”
I'll be nondescript. The biggest lie was the one I told to myself. I swore to never lie to myself. But the matter of the fact is, it's impossible to be completely straight even with yourself. Turns out I lie even when I try not to. It's hard being honest with yourself sometimes. Swearing an oath, as it turns out, can be the most subtle of lies one can say to oneself.
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I told a partner I was pregnant (by someone else) because I was young and dumb and didn’t know how to break off a serious relationship. I’ve never forgiven myself...
I'm not sure if it's the biggest, but when I was in primary school I accidentally trod on and broke my brand new glasses. I didn't want to get into trouble so I blamed the resident bad kid. Apparently he was on his last warning and he got into a lot of trouble for "breaking my glasses". When I got home my mum got the truth out of me and drove me back to school to apologise to the head teacher, then she drove me to the kids house to apologise to him and his very scary mum. (Thankfully everyone was surprisingly cool with it and I didn't actually get into trouble)
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I told my Spanish teacher back in secondary school that the dog ate my homework and got away with it.
When I was 8 years old I read the life of Helen Keller, this American girl who was deaf, dumb and blind. Impressed by the history, I explained one day to my teacher at school that I was late because of my blind father. She was amazed because my file indicated that my father worked in public works. I explained that he had recently gone blind following a car accident in which I was slightly injured. I was of course the star of the playground, where I even invented my own Braille alphabet to explain how my father could read ... The lie was unmasked after a few days during a conversation between my mother and the mistress. My father was of course in perfect health! The teacher was reprimanded for believing such nonsense by an 8 year old child, and my very upset and worried mother considered taking me to see a psychologist. The principal of the school dissuaded her by telling her that I was a perfectly normal little girl with a beautiful imagination!
In elementary school, my teacher came into the room and asked about a classmate (my friend), essentially anything bad that he had said because someone reported him or something. I thought it was an assignment so being the creative writer (and child with concerning imaginative properties), I wrote stuff like "He was going to stab someone in the eye with a fork," (in my defense, my imagination came from an older classmate who kept scaring kids with horror stories). Once he got suspended, most likely from my paper, I realized I made a mistake and kept lying the sh*t out of the situation because his parents blamed me for his suspension, as well as reporting him (although to this day I don't know who actually did). Still makes me feel like an idiot to this day. Sorry Stan, I'm a f*cking dumb*ss.
When I had a gambling addiction, I lied constantly about where I had been. Thankfully, it has been almost 10 years since I last gambled ( and that is no lie!)
Years ago when my kids were young, me, the missus and the kids were offered a weeks holiday at a friends holiday home but it was short notice. I knew work wouldn't let me take the week off so i pretended to be ill. Every morning i had to ring in to say that im still sick but it was worth it in the end.
My biggest lie happened just a few hours ago, I told my sister there were no more cookies in the cookie jar, but there are I just wanted them all for myself.
I pretended to be a total perfect diva so people would like me. People like me more now :)
"I have a boyfriend", now I am a grown up and tell politely the truth if I'm not interested.
I told my friend that Ransom Riggs (our favorite author) had ended the 'Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children' series.
Sounds like it's not a big deal, but it was. He cried for eight days straight.
(not important but Ransom Riggs WHEN IS THE SIXTH BOOK COMING????)
telling the dude i use to talk to that i loved him
That I love my mother.
I don’t drink.
So on my 11th birthday I got a lot of Reese’s because they are my favorite chocolate. My sister wanted one because she also likes Reece’s. I told her that I ate them all and she believed me because she was only 8. This probably is not the biggest lie I have told but It is one that I can remember
i told myself i would never lie
You know what, this is really left field, but 20 years ago I threw away someone’s print from a printer. I lied to her that it wasn’t me. I have no f***ing idea why and still no f***ing idea why I’m reminded of it after two decades.
"I'm Fine." Probably not the best thing to say, because I wasn't fine. Thinking that there was nothing wrong with me, my friend just skied away (we were skiing down a mountain at the time), leaving me to crawl my way down with a sprained ankle.
That i didn't eat my sister's food...
I once convinced an entire school (was only like 250 people), that I couldn't say the word 'Evil'. I would pronounce it 'E-Vile' and this went on for almost two years. Everyone would randomly try to teach me the proper way to pronounce it. About a month before I was no longer at the school I was talking to some people and they were trying to make fun of me for not being able to say 'Evil'. I looked straight at them and told them they didn't know the meaning of the world Evil, pronouncing it the 'correct' way. Only two people ever know I knew how to say the word correctly.
Side note - To be fair I can not and have never been able to pronounce 'cinnamon' and that is part of the reason why the whole 'evil' thing went down. If you want to know how badly I mispronounce Cinnamon then do the following: Say Feminine, Synonym, Cinnamon in that order 5 times fast. By the time you hit Cinnamon you'll pronounce it like me, unless you're a tongue twister master, then all hail the un-flubbed tongued ones.
"Yes, I brushed my teeth, mom!"
"We didn't burn him!"