Question

Story in that the ideas that a lie is not always bad in story writting

Answer 1

On my 25th birthday I came to know that the persons who reared me are not my biological parents. I was 2 years old when my parents passed away in an accident. After that my uncle and aunt in the far off village took me to their home and took care of me, educated me. They never let me know the truth as they thought it might break my heart. Although I got to know the truth now but it has not made me depressed instead it has made me look at the positive side of life. I’m blessed to have my parents who lied to me for my good.