#218: Write about a lie your parents told you.
"Write about a lie your parents told you."
Theatrical Muse
No one ever tells me anything.
Dad sells stuff. That's what he does when he's on his "business" trips. Selling stuff.
Yeah right.
I guess some part of me understands why he did it, why he spent so many years lying to me about what it was he did, why he was always away, why we had to lay salt down everywhere we went. Some part of me gets it.
But the other part can't get over the fact that he lied to me. For eight years, he dodged questions, snapped when I asked - or outright lied.
I sometimes wonder if I'd ever have found out the truth if I hadn't found Dad's journal, if I hadn't asked Dean. If Dean hadn't told me.
Probably eventually. God knows I asked about it enough - and Dad probably would have kept lying through his teeth. He was good at that, at keeping things from us. Even when we weren't little kids that needed protecting anymore.
I didn't know anything until I was eight and I'm still playing catch up over ten years later. Dad was always lying to me - even if it was to protect me, that fact doesn't change - but at least someone was around to tell me the truth.
At least I had Dean.
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Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 214
Theatrical Muse
No one ever tells me anything.
Dad sells stuff. That's what he does when he's on his "business" trips. Selling stuff.
Yeah right.
I guess some part of me understands why he did it, why he spent so many years lying to me about what it was he did, why he was always away, why we had to lay salt down everywhere we went. Some part of me gets it.
But the other part can't get over the fact that he lied to me. For eight years, he dodged questions, snapped when I asked - or outright lied.
I sometimes wonder if I'd ever have found out the truth if I hadn't found Dad's journal, if I hadn't asked Dean. If Dean hadn't told me.
Probably eventually. God knows I asked about it enough - and Dad probably would have kept lying through his teeth. He was good at that, at keeping things from us. Even when we weren't little kids that needed protecting anymore.
I didn't know anything until I was eight and I'm still playing catch up over ten years later. Dad was always lying to me - even if it was to protect me, that fact doesn't change - but at least someone was around to tell me the truth.
At least I had Dean.
~
Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 214