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[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | I live in a world when you lie you get a scar. The bigger the scar, the worse the lie. I apparently was in an accident a year ago and now I can't remember things that well. So there I am at the store and I see this girl with one extremely large and deep looking scar. I figured I should go ask her what she said because ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | "Mr. Graves, are you certain your client has been telling the truth?" The voice of the judge cut through the room. I glanced up from my papers, and stood up, taking off my gloves and scarf.
The jury panel gasped a little bit when they saw my unscarred face and hands. More than a few looked jealous, but most merely lo... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | We lived side by side spending our days joined at the hips so much so people thought we were brothers. My skin was covered in them by the time I was 12 while he hadn’t got a single mark yet, I was slightly envious of his clear skin that impressed people for a boy his age. When I asked him how he did it, he simply shrug... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | We lived side by side spending our days joined at the hips so much so people thought we were brothers. My skin was covered in them by the time I was 12 while he hadn’t got a single mark yet, I was slightly envious of his clear skin that impressed people for a boy his age. When I asked him how he did it, he simply shrug... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | We lived side by side spending our days joined at the hips so much so people thought we were brothers. My skin was covered in them by the time I was 12 while he hadn’t got a single mark yet, I was slightly envious of his clear skin that impressed people for a boy his age. When I asked him how he did it, he simply shrug... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My deepest cut? Easy. Upper right hip, curving from almost my navel to my asscrack. It's an unusual, but fortunately concealed, spot for me; usually I'm an arm guy, so my parents always dressed me in tshirts, for conveniences sake when asking if I'd done my homework. You'd think they'd have figured it out, after I... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | As I stood there, he looked at me with longing in his eyes. He had been living on this earth for longer than anyone I knew.
"Can you hear me?" I asked him.
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Have you ever lied in your life?"
"Only once. And it was the worst lie I've ever told anyone. The biggest, far bigger than any lie tha... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My deepest cut? Easy. Upper right hip, curving from almost my navel to my asscrack. It's an unusual, but fortunately concealed, spot for me; usually I'm an arm guy, so my parents always dressed me in tshirts, for conveniences sake when asking if I'd done my homework. You'd think they'd have figured it out, after I... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | It was the election day again. In a world where each lie meant a scar you knew who was going to be trustful. I saw Tony Monzana again. The last time I saw him in person was the last election day. Our old prime minister was going for a second round.
He was about to start his political speech, he looked casual. He looke... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | We met at a bar one evening. She had a beer in her hand, something local on tap, about half-drained. We struck up some conversation - weather or sports or some such, I don't remember, small talk though. She made some passing comment about liking my ears, and I almost brushed it off as false praise - I think they stick ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | My deepest cut? Easy. Upper right hip, curving from almost my navel to my asscrack. It's an unusual, but fortunately concealed, spot for me; usually I'm an arm guy, so my parents always dressed me in tshirts, for conveniences sake when asking if I'd done my homework. You'd think they'd have figured it out, after I... | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | "Hey, how'd you get that scar?"
"Told my parents that I brushed my teeth."
"You are such a liar! That's way too big for that!"
"Yea. I'm a liar, duh." | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | My mind boiled over with thoughts, it raced with many theories and ideas as to what it could be.
What did they do?
What did they lie about?
In this world, for some foresaken reason, god had betrayed his people.
I knew lying was wrong, most of the time.
But for me? Oh no, my mother taught me well, as would a... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | It's a mad world
Nowadays you are asked to take your clothes off in a job interview for god's sake, even in court in some countries, I mean come on sometimes you actually need to lie goddamnit sometimes it actually does some real good but it literally scars you for life...
I have my fair number of scars, mostly very ... | It was the middle of the January, one of the better times to lie if you had to. In the cold winter months, you could get away with hiding your secrets under an oversized, baggy sweater. There just enough snow in the air that to make the sky seem to sparkle, but it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her piercing g... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | "Anything else?" the waitress asked me, as she smacked a cup of coffee on the table somewhat carelessly. I think her name was Darla. I shook my head a bit and watched her saunter back to the counter out of the corner of my eye. I knew she had judged me from the moment she saw me. She had given me the same look most eve... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | My deepest cut? Easy. Upper right hip, curving from almost my navel to my asscrack. It's an unusual, but fortunately concealed, spot for me; usually I'm an arm guy, so my parents always dressed me in tshirts, for conveniences sake when asking if I'd done my homework. You'd think they'd have figured it out, after I... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | They said we'd meet all kinds at university. I grew up in a small farming town and I can't tell you how right they were.
With the recent election behind us, tensions were still high. The debates had been arduous. Should we deal with climate change via the solar route or reach out to newer frontiers of nuclear or wave ... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | You want to know how I got these scars?
Well, for one thing they aren’t ‘scars’, if you look closely you’ll see it’s one continuous scar that travels around my face, neck, down my body, all around wrapping itself around my arms, legs, fingers and toes.
The only part of my body that isn’t scarred tissue is the inside... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The subway rattled it's syncopated song, barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum...barumm...bum, bum. About twenty lonely people swayed back and forth in harmony within the car. There are usually a few homeless people at this hour. One typically sat in the far back corner, asleep.
But tonight there was just a guy with ... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | One scar, started out small
Each day, grew more and more
It was a little lie at first
But it wasn't any more
A friend asked
He answered
The scar grew
His mum called
He replied
The scar grew
He asked himself
He answered
The scar grew
As he made his fall | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | I pass the open door of my favourite cafe, a warm plume of caramel scented air greets me, inviting me and pulling me off the cold winter street. I let myself get carried over to the bar, expecting to see the usual waiter; a burly man in his 40s wearing the usual faded suit jacket and dark jeans. As I look up, my breath... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | The scar - singular, I must highlight - was so horrific, so deep, and so... extensive... It's either one huge lie, or... I had to look away as I realised I could take a full anatomy lesson just by looking at him naked.
"I'm a software engineer, IT guy, and all round tech-guru," he murmured. "I keep skipping reading t... | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | I groan as I roll out of bed. Another day, trapped.
Mom feeds me breakfast, smiling her usual smile as she talks about what the old ladies at church had been discussing. Heedless of the struggles going on in my head. I eat my eggs and bread in silence, trying to stay as small, as invisible as possible. I don’t say... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I had always been comfortable with my scars. Thin silver and white lines were strewn across my skin, but they were small enough that you could only see them if you were standing close to me. I tried my best not to lie to others, but sometimes there was an option worse than deception.
My chemistry lab partner from my ... | I was flirting with being deemed a "Marked One" with my most recent scars. The Marked Ones had a lot of trouble fitting into society. It was an accepted form of prejudice. After all, you weren't judging someone based on race, creed, sexual orientation, hell even college football team allegiance. No, it was purely a jud... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I'd... I'd never seen anything like it. It went through her body to the other side. I've seen murderers and heavily experienced con-men with shallower scars. This was... shocking.
The moonlight reflected from her fair, creamy skin as we walked. I looked for more lies, but I could find none. Only the deep one across he... | I was flirting with being deemed a "Marked One" with my most recent scars. The Marked Ones had a lot of trouble fitting into society. It was an accepted form of prejudice. After all, you weren't judging someone based on race, creed, sexual orientation, hell even college football team allegiance. No, it was purely a jud... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | Everyone has scars, there's no denying it and if someone does they're just going to get another scar. The scars we get from telling lies don't hurt us physically, hell, we can hardly even feel them. Some scars are deep, some are hardly noticeable, but they are still there and there's no such thing as a scarless body.... | I was flirting with being deemed a "Marked One" with my most recent scars. The Marked Ones had a lot of trouble fitting into society. It was an accepted form of prejudice. After all, you weren't judging someone based on race, creed, sexual orientation, hell even college football team allegiance. No, it was purely a jud... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | "What's your secret?" I asked a twinkle in my eye. Never had I seen such pristine skin. Sure a lot of people had the tiniest scars for their white lies but here before me was someone without a single one, only a handful of people in my lifetime ever came close to that sort of honesty. He smiled sadly and began to remov... | I was flirting with being deemed a "Marked One" with my most recent scars. The Marked Ones had a lot of trouble fitting into society. It was an accepted form of prejudice. After all, you weren't judging someone based on race, creed, sexual orientation, hell even college football team allegiance. No, it was purely a jud... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I was on the phone with my wife at the time, sitting at a patio table with my half-eaten sandwich in front of me. "I'll be home at five. I promise." The thin line stretched across my index finger and I dabbed the blood away with a napkin discreetly. A couple walked by, hand in hand. I glanced over for half of a second.... | I was flirting with being deemed a "Marked One" with my most recent scars. The Marked Ones had a lot of trouble fitting into society. It was an accepted form of prejudice. After all, you weren't judging someone based on race, creed, sexual orientation, hell even college football team allegiance. No, it was purely a jud... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I was on the phone with my wife at the time, sitting at a patio table with my half-eaten sandwich in front of me. "I'll be home at five. I promise." The thin line stretched across my index finger and I dabbed the blood away with a napkin discreetly. A couple walked by, hand in hand. I glanced over for half of a second.... | Everyone has scars, there's no denying it and if someone does they're just going to get another scar. The scars we get from telling lies don't hurt us physically, hell, we can hardly even feel them. Some scars are deep, some are hardly noticeable, but they are still there and there's no such thing as a scarless body.... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I was on the phone with my wife at the time, sitting at a patio table with my half-eaten sandwich in front of me. "I'll be home at five. I promise." The thin line stretched across my index finger and I dabbed the blood away with a napkin discreetly. A couple walked by, hand in hand. I glanced over for half of a second.... | "What's your secret?" I asked a twinkle in my eye. Never had I seen such pristine skin. Sure a lot of people had the tiniest scars for their white lies but here before me was someone without a single one, only a handful of people in my lifetime ever came close to that sort of honesty. He smiled sadly and began to remov... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | A living Barbie doll, complete with a bleached-blonde bun hairdo, bubble-gum pink lips, and matching nails, stormed into the green room. She wore a light grey suit with a skirt that was just a bit too short for a businesswoman, but certainly gave her an excuse to show off those legs. Not wearing tights was bold, but he... | The air moved in circles as the fans tried to cool the bank in a vain effort. I rolled up the sleeves to my white button down and loosened my tie, already uncomfortable with the day. Regardless I worked closely with clients in securing loans or otherwise declining their offers. Not long after my lunch break, where I so... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I was on the phone with my wife at the time, sitting at a patio table with my half-eaten sandwich in front of me. "I'll be home at five. I promise." The thin line stretched across my index finger and I dabbed the blood away with a napkin discreetly. A couple walked by, hand in hand. I glanced over for half of a second.... | The air moved in circles as the fans tried to cool the bank in a vain effort. I rolled up the sleeves to my white button down and loosened my tie, already uncomfortable with the day. Regardless I worked closely with clients in securing loans or otherwise declining their offers. Not long after my lunch break, where I so... | |
[WP] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar's body. The bigger the lie, the deeper and larger the mark. One day, you meet someone that only has one scar; it is the biggest one you have ever seen. | I was on the phone with my wife at the time, sitting at a patio table with my half-eaten sandwich in front of me. "I'll be home at five. I promise." The thin line stretched across my index finger and I dabbed the blood away with a napkin discreetly. A couple walked by, hand in hand. I glanced over for half of a second.... | A living Barbie doll, complete with a bleached-blonde bun hairdo, bubble-gum pink lips, and matching nails, stormed into the green room. She wore a light grey suit with a skirt that was just a bit too short for a businesswoman, but certainly gave her an excuse to show off those legs. Not wearing tights was bold, but he... | |
[WP] Amazon's flying warehouse delivery system is in full effect all over the world. You are a sky pirate, about to strike the biggest goldmine in your life. | "How far is it?" the Captain asked suddenly, breaking the silence like a bullet through glass. The eight men around him looked up and shifted from where they stood, leaning restlessly against the dusty walls of the old farmhouse.
I looked down at the GPS in my hand, screen centered around a pulsating red dot. "About 2... | "Mark?" Eleanor made her way down the deck. The british navigator stumbled and staggered, the ship shuddering and shaking on its journey through the sky. It was a rougher flight than usual, the vessel running at top speed to intercept the Warehouse. The Skipper was designed for speed and agility, but even it was strugg... | |
[WP] Amazon's flying warehouse delivery system is in full effect all over the world. You are a sky pirate, about to strike the biggest goldmine in your life. | "It's a goldmine, in the sky."
"This one's pretty light, Artemus."
"Wait till we get it open."
They hacked the drone to pieces, while scanning the horizon for the Sky Police. You never knew when they were going to make that a thing.
"Artemus, there's nothing in here. Just the packing slip. It's a decoy!"
"Calm dow... | "Mark?" Eleanor made her way down the deck. The british navigator stumbled and staggered, the ship shuddering and shaking on its journey through the sky. It was a rougher flight than usual, the vessel running at top speed to intercept the Warehouse. The Skipper was designed for speed and agility, but even it was strugg... | |
[WP] Amazon's flying warehouse delivery system is in full effect all over the world. You are a sky pirate, about to strike the biggest goldmine in your life. | "Well fuck me. That ain't one of them shake weights, that's for sure." Dante, the captain's right-hand collapsed his telescope (19.95 with Prime membership) and headed to the drone ships lower deck to tell his superior of his findings.
"Sir. There's a hefty package 3 nautical miles North, headed towards Green Bay."
C... | "Mark?" Eleanor made her way down the deck. The british navigator stumbled and staggered, the ship shuddering and shaking on its journey through the sky. It was a rougher flight than usual, the vessel running at top speed to intercept the Warehouse. The Skipper was designed for speed and agility, but even it was strugg... | |
[WP] You are the worlds most famous fortune teller. You've successfully predicted huge world events and even smaller important events for friend and families. What no one knows is that you are actually a time-traveller from the year 2100 who owns a simple history book. Your friend is catching on. | "Hey man, what ya got there?"
Alan looked up from his book and caught the gaze of his roommate. "Oh, hey Louis, I'm just studying for a test that's coming up."
"I don't get you. You are in your late 20's, and yet you come to a university to get a history degree? What would you do with such a useless degree? Not o... | “Hey, Joseph, can you do the whole fortune telling thing again?” Trish asked. “I think I know how you do it.”
“Sure, whatever,” I laughed nervously. “But you know the drill; I must consult my crystal ball.”
Together we filed into my office, filled with incense, curtains, and, of course, a table in the middle of the r... | |
[WP] Fear. They were made of pure fear. | Humans can be vermin when the chips are down. Forged by their destiny, each one is made of the same thing. Fear. They were made out of pure fear.
Crawling, biting and screaming their way away from their fears is all they know. The fear of hunger lets them beat and kill each other. The fear of their neighbour has them ... | "You have to admire them in a foul, hated sort of way."
Faith Alathir gave Flint a querying look. "What do you mean?"
Hilary Flint gestured to the bloody remains before them, a mass of black fur and razor claws. A narrow mouth held dozens of yellowed fangs in gums corrupted with disease, bits of gore and dried flesh ... | |
[WP] write the epilogue to the story you have always wanted to write. | As 38-J stood before the firing squad he was surprised at how calm he felt. His thoughts drifted back to Helen. His discovery of the record player. His band. 46-C, 51-K had both been executed days before him, he was unsure if 24-L had been killed when they raided the club or if he was still out there somewhere. If it w... | I made it. Standing beside me was her. What still amazes me is to think that if it weren't for the emerald stone, things would have turned out differently. Here we were, on top of a mountain in Italy.
Emily's funeral had been yesterday. Speaking of her funeral, Jassline and I had to get back down to town. Tomorrow wa... | |
[WP] Whisked away to a fantasy world by the hands of a magical creature, you take in your surroundings - only to find your position in this world is not quite what you'd hoped... | I met an injured Pegasus that could talk as I was strolling through the park one day. Flash past a few weeks, I now live with this talking Pegasus. No one knows about Pterose, the same pegasus I saved, the knowledge of Pterose is one of my closest guarded secrets. One day, Pterose asked a strange question, "How would y... | EDIT: Contains swear words
I was sat in an old dingy bar throwing darts at a dartboard in-between gulps of my pint. Along the bar stools sat your usual cliche down in the dumps bar types; the old man who was alone in his life and looking like he would drop dead any second now, the gruff looking man who hadn't bothered... | |
[WP] You were born with wings. Everyone wants to know about your amazing adventures, but you're too unfit and lazy to use them. One day, however, you need them for the first time... | They say your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but that's horseshit. I can recall the exact words I thought when I honestly believed I was about to kick the bucket.
*Why the fuck didn't I learn to use these wings?*
I mean, people dream about flying. Literally. While asleep *and* awake. I had the ability,... | "Look I don't know how to do this."
Jason just doesn't believe me.
*"You've had those wings for way over 20 years. Wings."*
You weren't overweight, so you can't use that as an excuse. Could the wings be deformed?
"They were deformed."
*"For 26 years? No way to repair them? Why didn't you get them removed?"*
Why ... | |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | Dylan did a double take as the man in the suit passed by. 7,431,323,210. That couldn't be right, could it? By now, he had become used to seeing the numbers above peoples' heads, the number of people that person would kill in their lifetime.
Shit. That had to be a fluke, it *had* to be. But no, in his line of work, he... | 7,431,323,210.
Hey, that's a pretty big number.
I knew he's only four.
And that he didn't seem like a bad person. (How bad can a four year old be, anyway?)
That he was young and innocent.
And that number was probably going to be caused by a chain of accidents, no matter what he could have done.
Well, I figured... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | I sat there in my room with my hands in my face. The lights were dimmed as to not strain my bloodshot eyes more. I haven't been been getting the best sleep. I tried. I definitely tried, but each time I closed them, I saw it.
It was just another day in my life. I had gone to work in the morning, taking the public bus a... | Mark stood at his window, beer in hand. He stared out at the numbers as they went by, tallying up how many people he would be letting die. He's given up trying to stop them a long time ago. What was the point of saving one person when hundreds more would be killed anyway? People die everyday.
He noticed a red headed ... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | Stephen looked in the mirror and saw his own number. 1. 1 person he was going to kill if he didn't change something.
"Well," he thought, "how many will that one save?"
He'd first realized what the numbers meant when he passed a drunken man one day in his teens with a 4 over his head. Later he'd seen the same man's f... | Mark stood at his window, beer in hand. He stared out at the numbers as they went by, tallying up how many people he would be letting die. He's given up trying to stop them a long time ago. What was the point of saving one person when hundreds more would be killed anyway? People die everyday.
He noticed a red headed ... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | "That's a pretty big number?"
"To some" replied the young woman.
"Don't you worry ?, what about your soul, or even humanity?"
" Does the first snowflake of an avalanche worry, or the first drop of a deluge? My soul is my own as yours belongs to you. Our numbers tell us what will happen if we keep on the same... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | "I swear I have no idea what you're talking about!"
The man plead with me as he knelt on the ground, hands outstretched in a feeble attempt to block me. That's what they all say. I merely moved the gun a few inches right, and squeezed the trigger.
He hit the ground before my bullet shell, and the number above his h... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | I sat there in my room with my hands in my face. The lights were dimmed as to not strain my bloodshot eyes more. I haven't been been getting the best sleep. I tried. I definitely tried, but each time I closed them, I saw it.
It was just another day in my life. I had gone to work in the morning, taking the public bus a... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | 7431323210
7431323209
7431323208
"Terry? Have you changed your mind?"
"No. Why would I? We've been working on this for years?"
"Well, your number is dropping."
"It is? Oh shit! What did we change?"
Years of study and experimentation had gone into maintaining Terry's kill number. George had been kicked out of dozen... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | Stephen looked in the mirror and saw his own number. 1. 1 person he was going to kill if he didn't change something.
"Well," he thought, "how many will that one save?"
He'd first realized what the numbers meant when he passed a drunken man one day in his teens with a 4 over his head. Later he'd seen the same man's f... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | I used to see 0's everywhere there was a crowd. On the occasion I did see a number other than 0 I could intervene and drop it quickly.
To understand what I'm talking about, I can see the number of people a person will kill in their lifetime. I've been able to do so as long as I can remember, 113 years. No one knows ab... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
Edit: Well this blew up.
First of all, I'd like to thank all the talented writers for taking the time to share their gift with us.
Secondly, the prompt is definitely inspired by my favorite story I've read here.
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ns30z/wp_you_are_a_teenager_with_the_ability_to_measure... | [WP] You see numbers above people, telling how many people they will kill given they keep on the same track. Last month you met a seemingly ordinary person with the number 7,431,323,210, or the total population of the Earth. | 7 billion people.
Gracie stared at the gentleman sitting across from her on the train. He had a nice clean suit, polished shoes, and a straight posture that made her neck ache just thinking of it.
7 billion people? How is that even possible? She pondered to herself. It has to be some sort of real life glitch right? Ma... | I can't remember when I first saw the numbers, just happened one day. Weird thing about the future is it constantly changes. I can be taking with someone and see their number change just like that. I can't use this power for much, I just try to keep my family and friends from those with high numbers. However, it all ch... |
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