Write about a character who is incapable of telling even the smallest lie or half-truth.

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“The Price of Truth” by Troy Lane

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Eleven-year-old James sat outside the principal’s office, eyes down and fiddling with his fingers. He could hear the muffled conversation behind the door but couldn’t make out the words, surely that was for the best. But his mind was imagining the worse. What was taking Dad so long? The office door clicked open, James didn’t want to look but he had to, Mark was his best friend. Their eyes met briefly, James saw it. The hurt, disappointment, anger and betrayal in Mark’s eyes. Mark glared at James as he rushed by to the seat farthest away. Fin...

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“Background Character” by Ina Ma

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It was another cliche morning out of a book, the despondent gray clouds hung over the city like a cloak, like straight out of a true-crime novel, which was odd since it wasn’t my genre. I rushed down the street, my heavy woolen coat feeling five times heavier than usual as it absorbed the moisture that invaded the air, hand clasped around my plain brown briefcase, standard issue. My first stop was the coffee shop, and I gave my order to the man who was there, every day, every time. As I stood in the line I was knocked off balance when som...

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“Take it or Leave it” by Judy Kanyoko

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"Sir, Mr. Yami is ready for you," said the receptionist amidst the loud slurping sounds of chewing gum as she led him towards a narrow corridor to the left. She opened a blue wooden door to the right of the corridor and held it until he walked in, then slowly closed the door behind him."Mr. Yami, nice to meet you. My name is Robin Shama," he said extending his hand to greet the short, pot bellied man. Mr. Yami was just biting off the last grains of maize from the cob before he opened the window behind him to throw the cob outside. Shama had ...

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“Cassandra, Princess of Troy” by Jamila M

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Cacophonous sounds of terror pierced the air. An orchestra of chaos wreaked havoc all around. Curdling screams, obscene battle cries intertwined with the shrill clanging of swords and the striking of arrows as they hit their targets. Horses pained brays’ go unnoticed as champions force their chariots to ride through the fray. Blood soaked the earth, the blood of enemies, the blood of allies and the blood of innocents. Bodies littered the floor, the preponderance of them lay in the most perturbing positions and disgusting places. The fight ha...

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“Honest Dave” by Caleb Goehring

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Dave felt like a giddy kid trying out a new toy. And also like someone coming out of the dressing room to ask “does this fit?” At the same time, he felt like he had found the lost key to a locked room. He wiped layers of dust off of his latest find. Geez, this was from eight years ago, when I first started out. No wonder it didn’t work, he thought. He lugged the contraption out of the storage closet and dumped it on the table. He held back a sneeze. “HD-7, scan,” Dave said. “SCANNING,” answered the little robotic being on the tab...

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“The Pinocchio Syndrome and Me” by Zaynah Chummun

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Have you ever heard of the ‘Pinocchio syndrome’? Because somehow, I feel like it has made my life a living hell. My name is Dino Gorden, a final year student in Journalism, aspiring to become one of the most successful and famous reporters in the world– a dream I have been harbouring since childhood. Since you are expected to communicate only truthful information in this field, I have always despised anything related to lies and with that being said, I’m also unable to tell even the smallest lie possible. What comes from my mouth should be t...

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“ Cat got your Tongue? ” by Dennis Sigler

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Pierre and Monique were quite renowned in Paris when eet came to their secret nighttime activities. They were cat-burglars and did quite well at their trade. Monique loved diamonds, and Pierre could not steel enough for her. He adored mon Cheri. And he was her diamond-in-ze-rough. Pierre was built like a weasel and zhust as cunning. There was no building that was Pierre-proof, no matter how high. Nor was there a fire...

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“letting the truths go” by Majestic Writes

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"Hey, Crystal. Do you like the cake that I gave you?" my sweet best friend asked. I smiled and I was about to answer when my mouth automatically says.. "Actually, it's not even delicious. Baking is simple but you're really bad at it, Lina." I bit my lower lip, I was about to say that it's 'not that great but I really appreciate it' Lina smiled but I can still see the disappointment in her eyes because of my remarks. Lina is a sweet type of girl and also vulnerable so as much as I want to filter my word, I really can't. "Crystal! ...

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“Being Lisa” by Scarlet Scribe

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Lisa sat behind her desk as she did every day. Her desk chair was set to a higher setting so her feet do not reach the floor because if the chair was any lower it would be impossible for her to use the computer keyboard for her data entry tasks. Her arms would be too low to comfortably rest on the desk while she typed. Even now her arms carried indentations from the edge of the desktop and it caused her forearms to ache., As she lowered her arms to her sides for a much needed rest, her thoughts were on things she would say to her boss the ne...

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“What a time to be alive” by Sara Blanch

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I hated my job, I hated my abilities yet most of all I hated the people that exploited my heritage. Yes, I was one of the last living members of the Tridont tribe with enough pure DNA to have the ability that my ancestors were so famous for...we could not lie, we could not deceive, even if it was for the best. Over the last 5000 years or so , the original founding Elvish Tribes had become diluted and mixed as Elves married into other tribes or even ran off with humans, Fae or dwarfs. For an Elf such as myself to have enough pureblood left in...

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“Bird Brained” by Sᴇᴀ Ғᴇʟɪᴢ

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“Did you know–”‘Why do all his sentences have to start with ‘did you know’?’ Mrs. Miller wondered.“Did you know there’s a part of your brain that means you can lie?”Mrs. Miller had just been passing through her lounge room when her son had stopped her to ask this. She had a pile of folded washing in her arms and she looked down at him, sitting in her armchair in front of the television, looking up at her with marked eagerness. The TV was playing some sort of scientific documentary; no surprise to her. She sighed. Jeff was only six. Her other...

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“Weird thoughts are driving me crazy” by Phil Manders

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“I sometimes get weird thoughts.” Shannon forced the gear box into fourth making it scream in pain. She glanced at her passenger, who fixed his gaze straight ahead without moving a muscle. “I can’t hide it and I’m not going to lie to you. I sometimes get weird thoughts when I’m driving . . . It doesn’t happen all the time, but when I get them they are really strong. I have to fight hard not to give in to them.” Colin stared straight ahead. He opened the glove box and rummaged around for his bag of humbugs. “I get weird thoughts too. It doesn...

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“The Whole Truth” by John Steckley

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“Do you, Andrew Q. Jones, promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?”“I do so swear. It is important to me.”Andrew Q. Jones is a key witness for the prosecution in a trial concerning a murder that took place late on a Saturday night, in a back alley behind a local bar, where he, the accused, and the victim had all been drinking quite a bit. It was a small town, so all three were well-known to many, and the murder was the talk of the town. It had been a long time since such an exampl...

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“She's Hiding Horns” by Simona Erminaite

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“Tell me who you are!” demanded a tall man flashing a light straight into my eyes in this dark room. He was standing in the shadows at a safe distance from me. “Oh, but you see, you wouldn’t believe me even if I did,” I purred innocently. “Well, try me. You never know, people might surprise you sometimes,” assured the man in his deep voice. “Yet, why do I still have a feeling that you won’t be one of those people? Riiight, it’s the fifth time I’m here in this exact situation,” I mocked the man. I was staring right into his shadowy figure and...

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“THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH, AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH...” by Jack Horne

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Shaun stood on tiptoe and peered through the window. Through the grime, he could see The Three Lions was quiet that night. Quieter than it had been a month ago, when prices went up the first time. And quieter than it had been a week ago, when prices went up again. Ah, there was Roger at the bar. Shaun wiped the window and saw more of the scene. Roger took his change, nodded to the ghoul-like landlord and carried the drinks back to the table by the door. He walked slowly, very slowly, careful not to spill any – no, he wouldn’t want to wa...

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Write about a character who is incapable of telling even the smallest lie or half-truth.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 80 stories

“The Price of Truth” by Troy Lane

“Background Character” by Ina Ma

“Take it or Leave it” by Judy Kanyoko

“Cassandra, Princess of Troy” by Jamila M

“Honest Dave” by Caleb Goehring

“The Pinocchio Syndrome and Me” by Zaynah Chummun

“ Cat got your Tongue? ” by Dennis Sigler

“letting the truths go” by Majestic Writes

“Being Lisa” by Scarlet Scribe

“What a time to be alive” by Sara Blanch

“Bird Brained” by Sᴇᴀ Ғᴇʟɪᴢ

“Weird thoughts are driving me crazy” by Phil Manders

“The Whole Truth” by John Steckley

“She's Hiding Horns” by Simona Erminaite

“THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH, AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH...” by Jack Horne

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