Cindy's Blog

Ok, since no one commented a lie in the last post, all of the lies for this first post of The Lie Game are mine.

1. In one of my past lives, I was a pink pony with silver, glittery wings. I died fighting a rather one sided fight with a dragon. The dragon was green and had a head about the size of a pin, a body the size of a house, and five tails with red spikes on them. Because its head was so small, it couldn't eat well, so it always minced up its prey with the red spikes on its tail and absorbed it through its body. But I didn't die because of its tails. I died because it sat on me. I was trying to save a purple pony from being eaten, but after it sat on me, it minced up the purple pony anyway, so basically, I died in vain.

2.  In another one of my past lives, I was a small lump of sand, only consisting of 5 or so grains of sand. I had many friends in the wind. One day, someone stepped on me. I was very angry. So, I asked my wind friends to pick me up and pop me into the person's eye. I went into his eye and he felt me and kept rubbing, rubbing his eye to try and get me out. I refused to come out and went deeper into his eye, breaking a few veins, and causing him to go blind. But I still wasn't satisfied, so I went deeper into his body and met all of his little blood cells. I made friends with them. Finally, when I thought the time was right and I had most of his cells as friends, I secretly went around to every cell that was my friend and asked them each to perform this tiny little mistake in their jobs as a favor to me but not tell anyone. The mistake was so small and insignificant that they thought it wouldn't do any harm, since it was just another small harmless experiment of mine. So they all went about their jobs, each making a tiny mistake and not telling anyone. But because of the massive amount of "tiny mistakes," the person's body abruptly malfunctioned and he died. Finally, I was satisfied. Since I had had my revenge, I worked my way out of his body and asked the wind to take me back to my family in the desert. My wind friends didn't recognize me anymore, because I had been gone so long and my body was tinged red and dark instead of my former golden color, due to the lack of sunlight. It took some convincing before they agreed to take me back. Finally, when I made it back, my family didn't recognize me. My new color, added to the fact that I had disappeared for so long, convinced them that I was some imposter trying to fool them, so they kicked me out. I was sad so I decided there was no point in living anymore so I asked the wind to pick me up and tear me apart, killing me. They agreed, and that's how I died.