[...] Then she awoke from a dream that seemed so perfect, he realized that once again nothing more than a big lie. The lilies that grew there, died, was being attacked by a pest called derision ... It is believed that the infection was fatal. It generated a huge addiction, the serious consequences, were pretending to sprout quickly, was instantaneous. But she tried to get rid of sharply plague, the people contained. It was no use dodging, nothing worked. If involved, understood, understood, smile, and not thought through the consequences, or reminded of lies ever told, and suffered. But the lie was in his eyes, so clearly written between the lines of his words. Without thinking twice she gave herself, should not find out about the plague that invaded every word. The lie was so fascinating that she insisted on not to believe, but the lie was true about everything, about her then "everything." And then she remembered the old advice of his mother - lie has short legs, take as much as an hour you end up finding! - He then tried to believe in the wise words spoken by his mother, would be the best thing to do, but love blinded her. One time or another she would understand the saying, meanwhile, is deluded. Some time later, there were trials, and more evidence proving that the plague was in his veins. Everything was a lie! And she believed at one time, the deception, the illusion was real. He threw it all away. If cleared, and returned to live your life with truth. Paola Almeida, 14. Brasil.