Faking It
I've never told this story to anyone. In compairson to other stories, I'm sure it's mild. When I was about 14 years old and in school, I was a rather lonely guy, not many friends. (Oh Boo Hoo for me) Anyway, I happened to have a teacher who had the last name as me. People were always asking me if we were related. Thrilled with the attention, I 'admitted' she was my aunt but it was a big secret because if people found out that she were my aunt, she couldn't teach at the school anymore. (WTF?) She must have been told by someone and felt bad because I swear she went along with it which wasn't very good in the long run because, like crack, I got addicted to the attention and had to take it up a level. So, first thing I did was say my mother was going to have a baby! Then it was two! She had twins! I was getting some good attention for that! Then people wanted to see photos, so I did the only sensible thing I could think of: I killed the characters off! Well, now that I'm older I realize that tragedy like that would have to be dealt with so people started contacting my family and asking the teacher about all the horrible things happening. So my House of Lies came tumbling down. Clearly, I needed some proffesional help but didn't get it. So I'm still as daff as ever.
(gsoncbear, Fri 11 Jul 2008, 15:23, 1 reply)

Bet
She wasn't an English teacher.

Paragraphs my friend, paragraphs.

Otherwise it's too painful to read and most people will skip it.

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 11 Jul 2008, 15:31, closed)