I am a 17 year old girl. I've just started college. I have a confession to make. I am a liar. I lie everyday. I lie about my family life, I lie to get sympathy from people, I lie to make myself seem like a better person. I invented a relative that was addicted to drugs, a family friend with cancer, and a best friend who died from a brain tumour. I've lied and exaggerated to have different effects, to my Mum; so she thinks I'm popular and strong, my friends; so they think I'm tough and wanted by boys. And I lie about the most trivial things; sometimes I don't even realise. It's pathetic. I've got myself caught in a web of lies and I can't tell anyone, but I need to confess. There. Done.