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Well, Sugar-Shacks. Normally I'm a professional liar I mean like I've always done it. its just natural now it just comes to me like habit and this has Never happened to me. She was a nice lady though so I'm just going to cover up with more lies but little white lies I said I didn't want my name to known because I was kicked because of my brain tumor and they cant have someone like that at the school. which isn't true whatsoever but I wanted to take a jab at that fake ass place. so I did what would naturally do I kept up with the lies like I said I'm a professional liar

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i think holden lies to Mrs. Morrow and everyone else because: I was caught in my lies with Mrs. Morrow about what i was doing and that, and how she figured that i had gotten kicked from pencey. what kid would be riding the sub at this hour. i'm thinking how to get out of it all, she's battering me in at this point with harsh hypocritical language. i say (to change the subject) I know your son Mrs. Morrow, she asks,

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"Well, I just think that lying is so hecking fun. I always do it, I guess its just become another bad habit of mine. I've done it all my life so I guess its just a part of me. Its like my daily routine. I'm very sorry, I really am. I just wanted to have a little fun, you know. And my name isn't Rudolph either, its actually Holden. I don't go to Pency either anymore. I used to, I promise that I did I really do. I got kicked out of that crap hole because of my grades. I failed 4/5 of my classes. People say that I just don't apply myself but its not true, I'm a real moron I really am."

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Well crap, who knew this would happen how was I supposed to know Ernest was in the hospital. Oh well I can play this off I do it all the time. I turn and look at her I say apologetically “I’m sorry I didn’t know he was in he hospital when did this happen”? “Just a couple day ago” she says looking melancholy. “Well if you want we can go get some cocktails or just head to my hotel, if you want”.

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I have been lying for so long it really just comes naturally and now I feel like I'm pretty good about it but clearly not. Im very sorry but I find it fun sometimes to just see where it goes. I like being in a different character and just seeing how far I can go but I normally try and cut it off after a while but once you start its so hard to stop. My name is really Holden and I really am in some of the same classes as your son. But I'm being serious lying can be very entertaining and I think you should just try it and just see what I mean. I personally don't like being I reality.

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Oh boy, that weird lady Mrs morrow has figured out all of those genius lies I told her were fake. Darn maybe she’s a little bit smarter than she looks. I don’t really care though I mean I’ll probably never see her again anyways. I think it was hilarious the way she was so intrigued by what I said about her son. Of course I just lie for fun, it’s just amazing the things that people will believe if it sounds legit. The lies I told killed me. You should have seen her face as I told her that stuff about her son, it was to die for. I hope she goes home and has a conversation with that little brat, maybe she’ll realize that he’s not as great as she makes him out to be.

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"Yes ma'am my name is Rudolph Schmitt. Your handsome son Ernest is a real stud." Just as I said that the train made a stop and my suitcase opened up and my papers with the name of Holden Caulfield went all over the ground. "Oh fricking frick " I yelled. "I thought your name was Rudolph you filthy dirt bag" said Mrs. Morrow. "Well you see miss I just really like the name Rudolph and Schmitt." "Sure sure you filthy liar" screamed Mrs. Morrow. "How can I know any of that stuff you said about my son was true." Just as she said she laid a massive punch in my no no area. " Oh gosh darnit fricking freak" I screamed as I was crying in pain on the floor.

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GOsh I don’t lie with no reason. Its darn fun  seeing the reaction of people believing in such lies. I done it so much, I don’t know if I am even lying sometimes.

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I don't lie with the intention of hiding things. I lie for fun, it amuses me to experience the reaction of phonies. Mrs. Morrow was just a regular person despite her pretty smile and kind nature. I didn't plan on fibbing but it kind of just slipped out. I can't go back on the interesting things I convinced her with, so I roll with it. It is not like I lie about extremely serious stuff. I do it to merely lighten the mood and look more appealing to others. phonies claim I lie and associate it as a bad thing. In reality they are the real liars.

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MY WHOLE THING DISAPPEARED.

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"The name Rudolf Smidgt sounds familiar" she said. I was afraid that she might catch on so I said that maybe her son had mentioned me. "I'm not sure about that but I believe that on one of the parent nights I met the janitor who had the same name" she added on. For Chissake, I think she caught on. Rarely anyone catches on to my lies, and if they do than I usually have an opportunity to run away but on this gd train I can't. A short pause was followed so I said, "Maybe the janitor had a similar name but I believe that this is my name." She responded, "Well I don't know you are but you have some nerve to go around lying to a woman." For once I couldn't say anything, I was dumbfounded and I couldn't say a gd word. I just wanted to get to off this gd train and go to my gd apartment. "Well ma'am you see I have to lie about my name to strangers sometime because my family is very uptight about giving information to strangers. You know we live in such a dangerous world today." What an idiot. That's all I could say, what a phony.

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Crap, I mean, you see what I was saying previously was really all just a joke. I thought you were picking up on that, my bad. Anyways when you're around me you have to realise this or we won't converse well. Everyone always thinks I'm lying about everything but really it's just a bad habbit of mine. It's not like I'm trying to deceive or mess with you or anything.

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The reason I lied to Mrs. Morrow is because she seemed like a dumb, gullible person, and honestly it was funny to see her get all interested in what her son does. She’s a mom and all moms are crazy, they’ll believe anything good they hear about their children. It was fun to see how far I could go with the lie, she’s so stupid she didn’t even think that it was a lie, that doesn’t surprise me though, I mean, who wouldn’t believe a Pencey Prep student. I lie a lot, I don’t have any real reason to, I just do it for fun. It entertains me. Her son isn’t anything that she thinks he is, he’s a GD idiot if I’m being honest. Now she thinks a lot of him, hopefully he gets expelled or in big trouble then she’ll realize how dumb he really is. If you can’t tell I don’t like him, he’s just an idiot, that’s it. I don’t care that I lied, it was fun. I had nothing better to do, and I’m really good at lying. It comes naturally to me, it’s like I’m an expert liar or something.

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GD it I am usually a pretty darn good liar. I'm still kicking myself that she caught me. I honestly just added more "BS" to my Lies. She said aren't you a little bit young to be a janitor and well I just made up this story that I had a learning disability that made it to where I can't learn in a regular classroom. I told that since I had this learning disability at Ole Pensey they just let me be their janitor out of pity. She believed the whole GD story. She even took pity on me. And I mean I cannot say I wasn't loving all the attention because she was a very attractive mother. Then I asked her if she wanted to grab a drink with me and she said aren't you too young and besides the Drinking car is probably closed. I did not like her anyway she was kinda of annoying and I mean she wasn't the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen. I'd be better off without her.

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Frick. That was literally the most I've ever lied in one sitting. I can't believed she even believed me. I just bsed my whole way through that. I just wanted people to think that I was a different person for once, ya know. I maddest seem like i was an entirely different person and I wouldn't mind being the person that half of New York thought I was. I hope Mrs. Morrow doesn't go home and tell her some about me. Im still laughing about the fact that i said my name was Rudolf Schmidt. Wowwwwwww. Ernest's mother is really gosh darn gullible. Im still in shock about how many people i lied to. I mean gosh willy darn its like i never stopped. I thinks its an actual problem. I really laughed. Like outloud. There was this homeless man wearing green pats and a tan shirt. He looked up at me when i laughed. I was laughing because this Ernest guy is a real jerk, and i bet his mom thinks he's an angel from heaven now. HA! that just made my whole day

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Mrs. Morrow has caught on to me. I don’t think I can keep this up for long. I’m very experienced at the art of lying but I’m not sure. I just feel different about Mrs. Morrow. I can’t keep my eyes off of her. It’s distracting me from remembering my fibs. I’ll have to think of something quickly. I’ll tell her she looks beautiful, which for once isn’t a lie. She laughed at it, but also blushed a bit, maybe she’s into me. I’m loving this, just us two, talking. I wish I had introduced myself as, well myself. Not some fictitious character that my mind spits out whenever I feel threatened. That’s why I lie. I feel like it’s the easy way out. The gosh darn cowards way out. I feel helpless and I don’t want to face the consequences of the truth, so for that brief period of time I avoid it. But it’s like putting clothes in a suitcase, you can stuff as many lies as you want but eventually, that suitcase is not gonna hold anymore lies, it’s gonna burst. And that initial backlash from telling the truth, would’ve felt like heaven compared to the monstrous tidal wave of lies and deceitfullness that comes crashing down as a result of the lies.