I always think the consequences of telling the truth are too severe so it takes me a long time to make the choice of whether I should say it or not. I am often scared of finding out the unexpected truth, because I am scared of being hurt and would rather avoid knowing anything at all.

When I was thirteen years old, my friend MinjI invited me to her birthday party. I wanted to go so desperately but I knew that my mom would not let me since she thought I was too young to hang out with my friends without supervision. Therefore, I lied to her that I had to go to a friend’s house for an English project. She believed in me but she told me that I needed to give her a call before I left Minji’s home.

I was so happy that I could go to the party that I accidently forgot to give her a call when I was on my way home. I remember that day very clearly in my mind. Although my Mom usually sleeps at nine, when I got home at eleven o’ clock she was still awake – waiting for me on the sofa.

I didn’t think it was a big deal, but I was wrong. She burst into tears about how she was so worried about me because I didn’t notice her about my whereabouts. At that very moment, I felt a wave of guilt in my mind. I felt so bad; I knew that I should have been more responsible and not have lied to her about the birthday party. I then apologized to her and told her the truth thinking that she would be furious with me. However, that was not the case.

She was really glad that I chose to tell her the truth in the end even though I should have told her in the very first place. It was then I finally understood that no matter what happens, it is never good to lie because lying will just make everything worse.
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