“Fifteen,” a mini-essay about lying (mine, that is) during adolescence

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1. “Nothing.”

In answer to my father’s “What are you two doing upstairs?”

(Simultaneously, my sister and I had the experience-based intuition that accurate replies—“Reading Vogue,” “Pretending to be Vogue reporters covering catwalk shows,” or “Designing and sewing gowns to photograph for Vogue-like Polaroid photo spreads”—would have adverse consequences.)

 

So begins “Fifteen,” an essay that came to mind a few months ago when I was thinking about how often I lied way back when I was a teenager. And why.
Plenitude Magazine offered to published the essay and I’m grateful for its editorial readers for selecting it. (The rest can be found here.)

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