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J'ai déjà menti, j'en ai vraiment souffert et j'en souffre encore.

C'était au collège et je voulais bien m'intégrer et qu'on m'intègre, alors que j'étais nouvelle je voulais faire bonne impression alors j'ai inventé tout un tas de mensonge et quand mes « amis » ont découvert la vérité, tout allais extrêmement mal pour moi. J'avais honte...

Le premier jour n'était pas le pire car je n'avais personne à qui me confier mais un groupe de filles est venu me parler. Elles étaient toutes enfants de personnes haut placé alors que pour ma famille, les mois étaient difficiles... Alors elles me disent toutes que leur mère étaient chanteuses, maires et je ne sais plus trop alors que ma mère était malade et folle. Je ne pouvais pas leur dire sinon je me retrouverai toute seule alors j'ai inventé... Je leur ai dit que ma mère était médecin mais après elles ont commencé à parler de leur père. Moi, mon père est en prison, je leur est donc dit qu'il était mort.

Quelques jour plus tard, en cours, le professeur demande de voir ma mère et je lui ai dit qu'elle travaillait tard à l'hôpital, alors qu'elle était partie à sa séance de toutes les semaines chez son banquier pour des règlements qu'on ne peut pas payer.

Je m'effondre niveau note à l'école mais je n'ose pas le dire à maman parce que j'ai peur de sa réaction. Souvent l'après-midi je partais faire les boutiques avec mes nouvelles copines mais je ne prenais jamais d'argent et elles me demandaient pourquoi. Je leur répondait toujours que mes vêtements venaient d'un créateur.

Un jour pendant les vacances, mon père est revenu, j'étais ravie mais il voulais absolument voir mes professeurs pour leur demander ce qu'était mon comportement mais aussi pour parler de mes notes. Je lui ai dit qu'il y a des réunions spéciales mais qu'elles étaient déjà passées.

A la rentrée, mes copines sont venues me voir pour parler de garçons car il y en avait un qui me plaisait, mais je ne pouvais pas l'approcher de peur de mentir à nouveau et mes amies ont été le chercher. On s'est parlé assez longtemps et il m'a embrassé. J'étais très contente. Et d'un coup, on entend crier dehors. C'était mon père qui criait après moi. Je voyais tout le monde me regarder et je ne savais pas quoi faire alors j'avance... Et j'ai vu ma mère en pyjama juste à côté de lui. J'avais honte, tout le monde savais que j'avais menti, que mon père n'était pas mort et que ma mère ne travaillait plus depuis longtemps. Il me prit par le bras et m'emmena dans le bureau du directeur et il leur explique que je récoltais les mauvaises notes. Il fallut aussi qu'il leur dise que j'avais dit tout ces mensonges. Mon père était enragé, je l'avait déçu, ma mère n'était pas clean et ne réagissait pas. Arrivée à la voiture, je vois toutes mes copines rire mais aussi le garçon qui m'avait embrassé avant. Je n’entendait que leur moquerie et je fus réveillée par la gifle que mon père me mit parce qu'il m'appelait depuis dix minutes. J'avais terriblement honte et on rentra à la maison où on me disputait.

Le lendemain était le pire jour de ma vie, j'arrive devant le collège et tout le monde me fixe comme si j’étais venue en pantoufles mais si ça pouvait n'être que cela... Mes copines ne m'adressaient plus la parole et le garçon me regardait énervé. Ces filles sont venus me voir et m'ont parlé d'une manière horrible. J'ai couru aux toilettes pour pleurer mais elles m'ont rejoins et m'ont dit que je n'était qu'une menteuse, une ignoble fille et que je méritait de mourir. C'est ce que j'ai voulu faire mais mon père m'en a empêché. On m'a changé d'école où là j'ai raconté la vérité mais mes parents m'en veulent toujours et je crois qu'ils ne me pardonneront jamais.

Je regrette vraiment...

Résultats (Anglais) 1:

I already lied, I have really suffered and I still suffer.It was in college and I wanted to integrate and that it includes me, while I was new I wanted to make a good impression so I invented a whole bunch of lie and when my "friends" discovered the truth, everything was going very badly for me. I was ashamed...The first day was not the worst because I had nobody who assign me but a group of girls came to talk to me. They were all children of highly placed people for my family, the months were difficult... Then they tell me all that their mother were singers, mayors and I don't know too much while my mother was sick and mad. I couldn't tell them otherwise I will find myself all alone so I invented... I told them that my mother was a doctor, but after they started talking about their father. Me, my father is in prison, is therefore told them that he had died. A few day later, current, the teacher asks to see my mother and I told him she worked late at the hospital, while it was a party at its weekly meeting with his banker for settlements that cannot pay. I collapse level notes in school but I dare not say it to MOM because I'm afraid of his reaction. Often the afternoon I went shopping with my new girlfriends but I was never taking money and they asked me why. I always responded to them that my clothes came from a creator.One day during the holidays, my father came back, I was thrilled, but he absolutely wanted to see my teachers to ask them what was my behavior but also to talk about my notes. I told him that there are special meetings but they were already spent.School, my girlfriends came to see me to talk about boys because there was one that I liked, but I could not approach him for fear of lying again and my friends have been seeking it. There is talk long enough and he kissed me. I was very happy. And suddenly, we hear shouting outside. It was my father who was screaming after me. I saw everybody looking at me and I did not know what to do so I advance... And I saw my mother in slumber beside him. I was ashamed, everyone knew that I had lied, that my father was not dead and that my mother was no longer working for a long time. He took me by the arm and took me to the office of the Director and he explained to them that I used the wrong notes. It was also there to tell them that I said all these lies. My dad was rabid, I had disappointed him, my mother was not clean and did not respond. Arrived at the car, I see all my girlfriends laugh but also the boy who had kissed me before. I heard that their mockery and I was awakened by the slap that my father put me because he was calling me for ten minutes. I was terribly ashamed and it returned to the House where it was playing.The next day was the worst day of my life, I arrived before the college and everyone sets me as if I had come with slippers but it could be that this... My girlfriends me most were the floor and the boy looked at me pissed off. These girls came to see me and told me in a horrible way. I ran to the bathroom to cry but they have me join and have told me that I was a liar, a vile girl and that I deserved to die. This is what I wanted to do but my father kept me in. It changed me school where there I told the truth but my parents always want me and I believe that they will never forgive me.I very much regret...

Résultats (Anglais) 2:

I've lied, I've really suffered and I still suffers. It was in college and I wanted to integrate myself and that includes me, when I was new I wanted to make a good impression Then I made ​​a bunch of lies and when my "friends" have discovered the truth, everything went very badly for me. I was ashamed ... The first day was not the worst because I had no one to confide but a group of girls came to me. They were all children of persons placed high while for my family, the months were difficult ... So they tell me that their mother were all singers, mayors, and I do not know exactly when my mother was sick and crazy. I could not tell them otherwise I find myself alone when I invented ... I told them that my mother was a doctor but after they started talking about their father. Me, my father is in prison, I therefore told them he was dead. A few days later, in progress, the teacher asks to see my mother and told her that she was working late at the hospital, then she left her weekly session with her ​​banker regulations that can not pay. I collapse level grade in school but I did not dare tell mom because I ' am afraid of his reaction. Often the afternoon I went to shop with my new friends but I never took money and they asked me why. I always told them that my clothes came from a Creator. One day during the holidays, my father came back, I was delighted but he really wanted to see my teachers and ask them what my behavior but also to talk about my notes. I told him that there are special meetings but they were already gone. In September, my friends came to see me to talk about boys because there was one that I liked, but I could not l approaching afraid to lie again and my friends were looking for him. We talked long enough and he kissed me. I was very happy. And suddenly, we hear shouting outside. It was my father who was yelling at me. I saw everyone looking at me and I did not know what to do so I go ... And I saw my mother in pajamas just next to it. I was ashamed, everyone knew I lied, my father had not died and my mother was no longer working for a long time. He took me by the arm and took me to the principal's office and explained to them that I collected the wrong notes. It was also necessary to tell them that I said all those lies. My father was furious, I was disappointed, my mother was not clean and was not responding. Arrival at the car, I see all my friends laugh but also the boy who kissed me before. I could hear their mockery and I was awakened by the slap that my father put me because he called me for ten minutes. I was terribly ashamed and went home where I was playing. The next day was the worst day of my life, I got to college and everyone stares at me as if I had come in slippers, but if it could be just that ... My girlfriends directed me to speak and the boy looked upset me. These girls came to me and spoke to me in a horrible way. I ran to the bathroom to cry, but they joined me and told me I was a liar, a vile daughter and I deserved to die. This is what I wanted to do but my father stopped me. School where we changed me there I told the truth but my parents always want me and I think they will never forgive me. I really regret ...

Résultats (Anglais) 3:

I have already lied, I have really suffered and i still suffers.

it was at the college and I wanted to integrate and that i built, when I was new i wanted to make a good impression then I have invented a whole bunch of lies and when my "friends" have discovered the truth, everything was going extremely wrong for me. I was ashamed ...

The first day was not the worst because i had nobody to whom entrust me but a group of girls came to speak with me. They were all children of persons in high places then that for my family, the months were difficult ... Then they tell me all that their mother were singers, mayors and I do know more too then that my mother was sick and mad.I could not tell them otherwise i'll meet any single then i invented ... I told them that my mother was a doctor but after they have begun to speak of their father. Me, my father is in prison, i their is therefore said that he was dead.

A Few day later, in course, the professor asked to see my mother and I told her that she was working late at the hospital,