The reason I am an npc is

I was a liar. Am a liar. It’s the sort of thing that you can’t really speak about in the past tense. It started when I was really young, in elementary school when my parents got divorced. I would lie to both parents to get what I wanted. And I would get what I wanted. They weren’t big things like an mp3 player or a new toy or something, just small things that weren’t very important, non tangible things like a play date or some sympathy; a hug. Then they got bigger and bigger. I would plan things out, these huge deceptions and falsities, as if it were a game. I lied to my family and my friends and myself. And no one ever found out. Until I got to high school. And I’m past the hell that was my high school years, but god. I really screwed myself over.