A Lie is a lie, there is nothing like a good lie or a bad lie, on a normal ground it's something we ought to stay away from, nevertheless there are situations where we can't help it.
While I was growing up, one of the things my parents always preached against was lies, I don't know the kind of experience my Mom had with lies but she hates it so much.
So, she groomed us up in such a way that we hardly tell lies, back then If I was telling lies you would easily get me because it would be so obvious, LoL. But as time went by, we learned many things in order to survive.
My immediate elder sister was my favorite sister back then, I love her for one thing; she's someone very sacrificial. My sister could go to any length to ensure that those around her had whatever they needed. I can't count how many times she emptied her savings to solve my needs.
Though she's annoying sometimes, something happened back then while she was in college, she needed money urgently for whatever she alone knew and she asked Mom for it but Mom refused to give it to her. You know our parents, if it's not something they judge very important, don't expect to get money from them.
When she didn't get the money, she fetched some farm produce Mom kept and sold then used the money to solve the problem. It didn't take long before my money discovered it.
When Mom interrogated us, my sister confessed. Mom became so angry and told her she was never going to give her money again, she should sort herself out for all her bills.
My sister was still in college then, and she came back home one of those days worried, I had never seen her in that mood, so I asked her what was wrong, and she told me she needed money for a book in school. She talked to Mom about it but Mom said she won't give her a dime.
I felt so sorry for her, considering the kind of sacrifices she made for me, I decided to lie to my mom that our teacher asked us to contribute money for practicals.
My parents don't joke about anything that has to do with my education because I was performing very well academically, she asked me how much I needed and I told her the exact money my sister needed for her book. When I got the money I took it to my sister, she was so happy.
My lie was well crafted so my mom didn't discover the truth to date. She later gave my sister money for the book when her anger subsided after some days.
Will I do such again?
Lying is a very bad thing but if a lie will save someone, I won't hesitate to do it. If my sister is in dire need, I mean a very reasonable need and it will take a lie to solve the problem. I will do it wholeheartedly even if I will get caught.
