All Lies

Prologue

Prologue

“There are things that you should keep by yourself”

Maybe they’re right. I should not let anyone find out who I am, where I came from or even know my real name. Maybe I should keep it to my self and live my life full of happy lies. I believe that it is better than claiming who you truly are and live miserable. I should not trust anyone but my self, I should not let anyone be close to me thus I am sure that there life will be in danger. I am not a good friend-I admit it but I can be your favorite enemy. I am not dangerous but I bring danger with me.

People may say that I am unsociable, self-conceited, and maybe they see me as arrogant lady. With what I have and what I can do, they’ll probably think of that. Well? I less care of that, because I really can’t let them know. I can’t let them see what life I really had. How miserable my life is, and how I wish to change it the way I want.

But this is what I’ve got, and I have to face it, accept it, and embrace what future awaits. If I will have other choice, I will really get rid of this kind of life I have, but sadly, I haven’t. I was brought back in my reverie when a loud voice is calling my name.

“AEAEA!” It was Kianne-my long time bestfriend.

“Yes…?” I skeptically asked. “Your saying?” I added.

We’re having an afternoon tea at our favorite teashop. Everytime I am having a hard time with my family he will always bring me here. And of course, it’s his treat.

He continued speaking but then I can’t focus on him. My mind is too occupied. I ought to kill them. I ought to save my family from them. I ought to stop them before its too late. I wont let them do again what they have done to me. I wont let another

Montresor ruin what I have. I ought to fight back. I was trained for this. But I am only 25 years old, how am I able to do that? And am I ready? Can I face them with all the strength I have? Is my strength enough? Can I beat them? But I have killed many people-sinuous people. But, is that enough? Am I strong because I can kill people mercilessly? Can I handle my emotion very well? Am I mature enough for this?

Now I believe that maturity doesn’t come with age. It is within a persons physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual traits. And I can say that I am not mature enough, thus I am not emotionally grown up which is the most important in a persons system-just as I believe.

Because my emotion is my weakness. Every time I am in a hard situation or in failure I will get too emotional and my body will weaken. And by that time, I will always run and feed my self of all lies I can. I will always choose to live my life with lies. Than to face the situation I am in. My life is ALL LIES…