“There once was a story about lying. Not many people thought that was nice but, certainly, Partricia did. She was greedy, she had everything she ever dreamed for except friends. She was really lonely. Not because of her looks It was her attitude. She would always lie. Saying “OW I HURT MY FOOT” everyone knew It was a lie, except the teacher. One day A flash of light, then, darkness… Went In her room she was still awake scrolling through her text messages but then. HELP.
No one was there for her because of what she did to people. Her parents were sleeping.