A Short Story of an Unstoppable Liar
way , I still can’t forget all the times we had like just trying to go into
Written By: Teemu Beren’s
Hi, I’m teemu, and this is my story it all started in my freshman year
of high school,
Like most teenager’s I was horrified to leave middle school, and I
mean it, usually when a kid walks into the first day of school they
meet up with their good friends from last year and just mingle and
live the high school Life , For me Neither of those happened , I
usalluly just kept my distance from everyone and made a couple
new friend’s Like one friend I will never forget , I will not say the
name but she was a friend anyone would be lucky to have , she was
strong , fearless and really Funny , she held a gift only I knew within
a couple people again I cannot say, ok now fast forward 3 months ,
here I was hanging with the wrong crowd but at the time I didn’t
give a damn I was just living my high school life , even being with
the wrong crowd I still felt you know somewhat popular, I felt like I
had reached my social status and was becoming well known,
November, 15th 2009
My Popularity was at a whole time high, If you could say , I had a
posse, I had protection, and out of the ‘’bad group’’ of friends some
actually weren’t so bad after all , that day on November , 15th ,
2009 , me just skipping one day changed the way all our friendships
worked, it first started with once was one of my closest friends ,
back then me and her where tight , two peas in a pod , I felt I could
tell her anything in the world and she would keep it safe for me , we
would go to each to each other’s house , she was like my sister in a
her attic it was hilarious, we both chickened out, we where the best
of friend’s In the beginning we seemed like we wouldn’t even be
good friends she told me before that I just looked so cocky and full
of myself, and one time in my life in high school I truly was, as
shameful as it was I told her when we first started hanging out , it’s
like I could be myself around her and just let loose , she was my
friend , my role model , my BFF .
She used to skip and go work at the Dollar store across the street
from the school but she was kind enough to work for free, she
sometimes just did it to miss classes and that’s how we suddenly
became friends and it also ended our friendship…
On that day, I was like where the hell is ‘’Blank’’
Searching everywhere I knew the last place she would be the dollar
store!
Running across the street , I felt like I had to skip the day and just
me and her could hang out, secretly I’ve always had a crush on her ,
and I think she already knew, but moving on,
We both skipped that November day we went to the mall, looked
around, then I decided it be fun if we went around Wal-Mart and
just be random, Well our So called random Wal-Mart trip
Completely ruined our friend-ship we had together, I was
pressuring her to take some fake glue on nails, and she did but I
guess it was the wrong day and the wrong time to have done that..
Caught red handed, Like that!
I had to lie and said she did it all , and I did it, I felt horrible, no one
was charged or anything, but I was the one who Pretty much Made
her do it , And then just seeing her cry made me , want to kill
myself,
As my mom drove me home furious, I cried, thinking to myself ‘’how
could I be such a horrible person’’
And on That November day, I truly had just lost a Good Amazing
friend.
And I wish I could go back and stop it, but sadly Life isn’t like a time
machine.
December, 1st, 2009
Like any other person I loved December the loving feeling you get
when counting down every single day for Christmas to come, Oh my
god it was amazing, it had been like 3 weeks since what happened,
and pretty much my parents had lost all complete trust in me, but
deep down I know they knew I was a good person, Back to
December the month I crave And I mean CRAVE, it’s like chocolate, I
loved December it brought back my child hood to me, the minute it
hit December first I always Started watching all those Christmas
related movies like a Christmas story , Rudolph the red nose
reindeer and of course the Unaccompanied Minor’s A favorite of
mine and always will be, But still it felt like I had ruined The whole
mood of Christmas, for not only myself but for the rest of my family,
I felt ashamed of what I was doing and tried changing numerous
times, Oh I had tried so much , it never worked I always went back
to the Old Rebel Me.
December, 25th, Christmas Morning
Holy Crap, I was amazed to my eyes to see my parents could still
love a child who had been in so much trouble in school and Public,
This was truly Step One. Of my healing process – Realizing people
Love Me.
Christmas was amazing, we all woke up like at 7 am my mom so
pissed and tired but she still knew she had too it’s a mom’s knowing
rule you know. I couldn’t believe some of the things I had received
and I felt like I didn’t deserve anything at all, I tried to put a smile
on just to make my parents happy, but on the inside I was dying
with Hatred with myself, And mom and dad if you are reading this is
the future I would like to note: I am Truly sorry for my past, I lost
your trust and I was a horrible Child at the time and I hope you can
forgive me.
Sincerely – Teemu
At the time I was dating a girl, who I felt was the one for me, she
was amazing and stunning she changed a lot to be with me, losing
friends was one of them, Before New year’s Started it was
December 31st, 2009 I woke to a phone ringing or my cell phone
ringing it was from her, at 9 Am asking if I wanted to hang out today
I was like sure babe. Hung up and noticed its new years eve, so I
wanted to do whatever I could to please my girlfriend at the time,
Moving on , I spent part of the night with her, across town ,
snuggling while her parents left , I always knew they never trusted
me in anyway,
11:00 Pm
‘My Cell Started Ringing’
My mother was the first thing I heard ‘’ where in the hell are you ‘’
At a friend’s I had to lie at that time to protect myself.
She yelled at me then 20 minutes later my cousin picked me up.
thought I would never do something so disgusting in my entire life
at all, but I guess peer pressure gets to you like that and in a snap of
your fingers your addicted , and for every Puff I had I lost my self
esteem a little bit by bit, And I felt disgusted with myself , my mom
always told me it is not the person who makes you do things wrong
but it is yourself who chooses to do it, and she was right , my so
called friends didn’t put the cigarette in my mouth , I did but I truly
thought it was always their fault when I’m the one to blame, but as
the cigarette’s kept coming I kept going … slowly killing myself with
something I despised my entire life, ughh, Peer Pressure is a Bitch!.
Don’t you think?

Got home, it was a hell of a speech, February 12th, 2010

But I will not ever reveal what happened that night with her , ever I was gladly enough to say I had quit smoking as hard as it was I was
and that’s a promise , sadly today me and her don’t date anymore, craving it the aroma of a smoke , I had to control myself with
I don’t think were even friend’s either something else , I just reached step Number Two : Getting help.

But I will still remember always what me and her had together, and
all the fights and crying that we both went through we still loved
each other till the end, I was the one who broke up with her I loved
her Deeply but I wanted to protect her from getting hurt in the end,
to what people were saying it was getting to me and her, I had just
ended Step One, Realizing people love me. Or now I realize I Don’t
know what Love is… and never will.

January 10th, 2010

The way It smelt haunted me and disgusted me it still does today,

But under pressure, it kind of controls you completely, Secretly it
was the first day I had my first cigarette, For my entire life I always
Chapter 2) Step 2: Getting Help
It was never that easy to get any type of help, like right now who
could I trust , I could not even trust my own self, it seemed
impossible for me , at night just thinking of who to trust made me
want to scream, but my consciousness just would not shut up, and I
eventually lulled myself to sleep.
One in a while I would make a random list of names of people I
thought I could trust, At the end the on the list, printed in small tiny
letters, was a quote: ‘’at time’s in despair you should trust yourself
and love and friends will save you’’ and under it was my name
teemu I wrote it in 2004,
Bullshit I thought.
Sitting at my writing desk, I was completely speechless …
I recognized to help get rid of my habits I would have to help myself,
And that’s exactly, what I chose to do.
At first, having to ignore all those ‘’Old’’ friend’s I had before was
like getting Stabbed slowly it was painful then It was like I died and
was finally happy in heaven, sadly I came back to earth.
I can remember what my grandma said to me when I was young,
and I’ve always kept that with me even through tough times.
‘’Just like getting bit by a rattle snake I had to suck the poison out of
my life’’, It made me really think a bit and it took a long time,
And Therapy had just begun its phase.
The therapy I went through I could remember someone saying it
worked like magic, but I knew this was just a new beginning,
Just a week of therapy changed me back to the old teemu again and
it was amazing, but my ‘’ old’’ friends did not like the fact that I just
decided to change to a ‘’ A+’’ smart Student again and sadly in the
end, I was betrayed and every single one of them turned their back
on me and I knew they did it for good.
‘’I knew this was going to happen!’’ I screamed at myself.
No one was home at the Time I was furiously angry but to my
advantage I started to write, I made poem, named ‘’ the real me’’
That’s what I never get , when I get angry or have any bad emotions
I always turn to my writing and reading, it’s what I’ve done since I
was a kid and I hopefully still will too, I wrote how my so called
friend’s lied to me , then Turned against me , some in a ‘’who cares’’
way and some in a Physical way, and when I mean physical, I meant
Fighting, I may have helped myself but then I guess people did not a
like the way I changed, I had just created a monster its name was
‘’Me’’ …, But as a teen, the thing I thought was right to do is don’t
fight back because it would cause more trouble and it’s what I chose
to do, what a complete idiot I was, I came home the next day with a
big Black bruise on my face , I guess Step 2 : Getting Help Is some
complete bull shit … pshh that one night I Yelled at my mom while
crying ‘’A New Me , Does not change a thing and doesn’t change
others life’s!’’
Part 2: Of Getting help
Later that Night , I thought to myself what in the world have I done
to myself , I had just ruined everything, and the worst thing was iv
been lying to my parents this whole time, I come home all like
nothing happened when the whole day I did something terrible, but
it was safer if my parents didn’t know that I Smoked before and
drank and hung with A bunch of gang member’s I wanted to not
only keep my family safe but my Own social life the same, I loved
them too much to harm them with my Doing’s , in the beginning I
thought getting help was not fighting back, I was wrong, but I still
never fought back in anyway , I just had enough of all the bullshit
around the school I don’t think I deserved it at all, I got real Help , in
a way help can go so far , I stood up for myself and told them’’ it’s
not my fault most of you are too dumb enough to notice I don’t give
a damn what you say about me but as long as I pass high school and
get to university I know I am the more accomplished person unlike
all of you probably selling drugs on the street’’ , then all I did was
nothing.
You know what people, Telling people what really is on your mind
actually helps you not fighting, use your words, not your fists.
The next few days I felt amazingly proud of myself I felt
accomplished of what I had did, and I don’t regret not one second of
it, and I bet I never will, I knew I just had passed step 2: Getting Real
Help, Sticks and stones might break my bone’s but the word’s I say
get you to go away!’’ Is what I was singing in my head the rest of the
entire day.
February 15th, 2010
Three day’s had past after what had happened, and I felt I had
began and finished most of my problem’s, I was slowly getting
better with trust with my parents but I knew just a few months
would never be back to normal , I could also tell they trusted me
again not a lot but just a little trust and that’s all I needed , I finally
had gotten my Real help and I haven’t been touched since then , but
honestly I now think getting Real help is through your thoughts and
your words , it was just a few days before valentine’s day , it wasn’t
a holiday I can say I’m really into, I kind of hate it , A lot.
Valentine’s day always reminded me of love , love this , Love that ,
love related everything , I think they make holidays like this just to
rip people off for hundreds of dollars for some chocolates and
garbage , what a holiday that is , more like a Scam-us-lines Day
And if you could possibly talk with me I would know you would
Completely agree with my opinion it’s a useless holiday, but still it’s
not what I say, It’s still a holiday to everyone else to enjoy, But just
have getting ripped off , Badly I have to say.
And I felt getting Real help was one of the best most amazing things
I have ever chosen to do in my entire life, now let’s move on my
Children.
Step 3 is: The Healing Process
Healing in some point of our life we have to say healing is
something we all need, either it’s a cut a bruise or emotionally, or
mentally, we all go through the healing process.
I have been the healing process about 15 times, And I just have to
say I gave it a 16th time and it worked , I decided to forgive all the
people beside’s the ‘’ Old’’ friend’s , I am talking about the fighting
that went on between my parents and my grandma , I learned to
forgive them all for what they did to me, but I wanted their
forgiveness for what I did to them, and just like it seem’s like a store
it seems like a offer, Or a trade of some sort, Strangely we all still
have our little like ‘’ Clean your room fights’’ but at least it’s not
kicking and scaring the neiborhood , I am not afraid to say I have
scars on my body , I have about 3 , they are like what’s the word ,
gift’s from god, God made you trip over and cut open your hand to
try and teach you a good lesson, in life and it seemed after all the
other stuff that had happened , I suddenly got one of god’s healing
process marks on my left hand, when I got it I couldn’t feel a thing, I
thought god gave me the gift of no feelings, and I accepted it at the
time, the healing process for me what a blessing not a giving and to
myself a blessing is like teaching yourself a lesson, so use it wisely
life to the fullest, and the healing process will help you, just like it
helped me get through half of what I have told you all,
I am just imagining what exactly is going in your mind when I said
‘’half of what I am telling you’’
Things don’t end just like that I may have made peace with my
parents and family but I still had to make peace with myself, the
monster hidden within me was trying to burst out of my body,
And not even the Healing process could have saved me for what
was about to happen.
February 18th, 2010
Rumors everywhere it was like a virus, and when I walked down the
halls all I saw where Clones of Rumor Zombie’s , people will twist
just a word you say into a complete realistic rumor , just saying the
word hi, suddenly people ask you do you get High? , but for me the
rumors where spreading through the whole entire students or I
guess you can call some of them Rumor zombie’s there was 1000’s
of rumors about me, some that went around where, I’m gay, a girl, I
made girls cry and I’m saying shit about people, and all I can say to
that is all the said above not one of them is true, the rumor
Thenomator hit a all time high, it was at Bursting heat, then
suddenly a person came up to me pushed me down, ‘’you talking
shit about me’’ I got back up dusted myself off and answer ‘’ ha-ha ,
um dude I have no idea who you are!’’ and I knew he didn’t know
who I was either and not a clue, he walked away , I had just about
enough of this first of all I don’t care about rumors but when it
reaches full ass Lie’s then I’m serious, I went home and logged on to
Face book the minute I get on my profile page there was shit load of
gossip and threats letters to me , and I was like what in the world do
people want with me, then the next day it just suddenly seemed
everything was back to normal , I knew something was up the
minute the guy that pushed me waved at me and said sorry, in a
sarcastic way, Some more lies where spread, and as they were
spread I had no idea about it, Until then, I Finally in the end
figured out how to stop it by apologizing to people I never even said
shit too, and that was that I guess I’m back to the healing process
clinic for some time to get through the aftershock.
February 20th, 2010

Part 2 of) step 2: the healing process

Quickly I always noticed I get through the healing process really and
quite too quickly , but I was healed, but the patch of the rumors
going around the other students weren’t , minute by minute it was
almost like they were creating a rumor black hole, getting people
sucked in by all the lie’s being told, I still coped with it during the
day I went to all my classes I would sometime’s just walk through
the halls and some people will just give me the ‘’ looks’’ what I
mean is they would give me a look that means You better watch
your back kind of look.