Persuasive Essay: Why My Parents Have Not A Lie?

There is not one person on this planet who has not told a lie. I believe it is in our human instinct to, at times, stray from the truth when it comes to a situation we want to avoid. Whatever the reason may be, I definitely had a reason for telling my parents a lie. My parents have always been strict with what they would allow me to and not to do. They always have to know where I am, who I’m with, and what time I will be home. I have never been in serious trouble or done something to make them distrust me. For some reason, I could not bring myself to ask them if I was allowed to go over to my boyfriend’s house. I have always known, in my head, what they expected of me and what they would allow me to do and not to do. For the past three

Protection has always been the main reason for the lie I have been telling my parents. I have always feared what their initial reactions would be and I wanted to protect myself from potential bad reactions. If my parents knew I was not where I was supposed to be, they would freak out. I do not want them to be angry with me and I do not want to get in trouble. In a way, I have always planned out in my head what their reactions would be if I had asked them. If I asked them to go over to my boyfriend’s house, I believed they would tell me no. “No” is not the answer I wanted, so I did not bother to even ask! I also believed that they would’ve ask to get his parents to talk to them. This, to me, is embarrassing. I believed this would be something they would want to take place. I wanted to avoid being punished and avoid the feeling of

I certainly do not want to lie to my parents. Unfortunately, I feel like I have been telling this lie for too long to stop. If I could go back in time to when I first started dating my boyfriend, and to when I first started lying about going to his house, I would like to believe I would not lie. I would just ask my parents and if they wanted to talk to his parents, I would let them. Now that three years have passed, I feel like it is not worth telling them. Eventually, in the future, I want to ask them if I can over to his house. I am an adult now for crying out loud! Although, I still do have a fear of how they will answer and react. Thinking about it now, I feel as if it would be pointless to even fret about it. Since I am an adult now, I do not think they could do much about the situation or that they would even care. This also adds some questions. I wonder if when I’m older, they’ll ask me or say they knew I had gone over to his house. Luckily, the subject has never come up in a conversation. It also has not come up in a conversation between my parents and his parents. I know for a fact that if my parents found out through his parents, I would not hear the end of it. The reason for all of this lying, chaos, and deceiving is because I wanted to avoid my parent’s response to the situation completely. As of now, I wish I would’ve never lied and I hope in the future that I am able to be up