Lying is so easy to do for most people. We do this at an early age and do not even realize the trouble that we can get in. It seems so cute at first. Once you get grown and the legal complications start it is ugly. You can lose your freedom, family, job, and friends. In the worst way you could possibly lose your life. A lie can seem so small from the beginning then turn into something big at the end. If you tell the truth all of the time, you will not have anything to worry about.
At an early age I told a little lie about not eating some cookies. It did not seem too big of a deal to me. I figured that a few cookies would not be missing. No one was home but me, so who was going to tell. I did not realize that I ate the whole bag of cookies because they were so good. I did not have time to go to the store to replace them before my mother got home from work. I told her a lie and said that my cousin ate them. In my quick way of trying to get out of trouble, I did not notice that my cousin was with my mother. I was caught red handed. She put me on punishment for a few days.
When I was nine years old, I repeated the cycle once again. I like dressing up in my mothers’ clothes and wearing her jewelry. Mom always said not to bother her stuff. I was a bit stubborn and hard-headed. I chose to ignore my mothers’ rules. She just recently purchased a pink blouse and a pearl necklace. I did not have anything better to do but try them on. My hands were dirty because I was outside making a mud pie. I half washed my hands and tried on her new stuff, then I noticed that dirt was on her blouse. I was so scared. In my haste to take the blouse off, I popped the necklace. The pearls went everywhere. I picked up all the pearls that I could and tried to restring the necklace. I failed attempt after attempt. I also tried to get the stain out but I made it worst.
I hid my mothers’ new items and prayed that she would forget about them. My mother is a shopaholic, so I was counting on her not to notice the missing items. She already had a lot of pearl necklaces and pink blouses. A month went by so I thought that I was in the clear. I have never been so wrong in my life. Once mom found her hidden items, she came to my room. Before she could ask any questions, I blurted out that it was not me. I gave myself away. There was no need to try to explain my way out of this. I got my backside tore up as well as being put on punishment. This hurt real badly because I could not go outside to play for a three weeks.
When I was an adolescent, I repeated a few more little lies. I figured that they were harmless. It still did not dawn on me the trouble that was ahead of me. I knew that I was not hurting anyone. I began to get into more trouble than I should at home and school. Everything started going downhill for me. I received demerits, in and out of school suspensions, and punishments. Staying home from school was okay with me but I did not like the restrictions that I was put on at home. I had so many chores to do that I would rather be in prison my mother had me doing hard labor. To make matters worse I could not even use the telephone. I felt like crawling behind a rock and die. I still did not understand why she made a big deal over these little lies. As young children we all think of life as fun and games. ‘
At the age of eighteen when I thought that I was grown and knew everything, the lies continued. I did not get into any major trouble so I thought. I was too naive to realize that trouble was waiting for me right around the corner. This is the time when you can tell who your real friends are. Since I was eighteen and of legal age the law system came into play. I really made it to the big league. I began to see what my mother was trying to warn me about. A few of my so called friends and I helped ourselves to a few old school items. Since these items were to be destroyed we felt that it was okay to take them. My friends and I were not aware that we were being watched. Each of us promised never to tell on the other if we ever got caught. As months went by and no one approached us we thought we were in the clear. Little did we know that trouble was just ahead. It was time for graduation when the misdeed came to light. My so called friends were eager to clear their names. I was left out in the cold. I felt hurt, alone, and betrayed. I took the whole blame for everything. Although we all were allowed to graduate, I still had to pay restitution. I also had to carry the embarrassment and shame of what we did.
I am now quite grown with a family of my own. I see what the effects of lying can do to you. As I look at my children I see the little lies that they are starting to do. I laugh inside because I see myself in them. The difference is that I have what it takes to guide then and keep them on the right path. I want my children to have a chance in life. That ugly skeleton in your closet can cause a lot of problems for you later in your adult life. I am not trying to imply that I do not tell a little itty bitty lie from time to time. I just know how not to get caught.