I would ask her why they were called the Liars and she would shrug her shoulders.
The house that my grandmother owned still stands, though is most definitely vacant.
That isnt going to change for a good while.
Alex Stoddard
The news of the body parts being found spewed across those woods wasnt exactly private.
Every social media outlet had its own story.
But I can tell you the real one because I was the only one that was there.
My grandmother always told me stories of the Liars.
I only tell you what I know.
My mother and father both died when I was four.
Alex Stoddard
There was a car accident.
I mean, think about what things you remember from when you were four years old.
There just isnt much there.
It isnt meant to be cruel or dark or anything of the sort, but rather just the truth.
To me, the only parent I ever had was my grandmother.
And she was good enough for me.
My life wasnt luxurious, but I was never one to complain.
But with the car also came the offer to have friends stay with me at the house.
It was less than a week before I had invited to bring a friend to the house.
The girls name was Samantha.
It wasnt a very social kind of life.
The evening went by without incident.
I had never actually had a slumber party if that is what a sixteen-year-old would still call them.
Regardless, all of it was new to me.
Youre not really going to sleep are you?
Samantha asked me, removing her hand ad taking a step back with a smile on her face.
The night is just getting started.
Confused, I sat up, asking her what she was talking about.
She shook her head and chuckled.
I immediately shook my head.
We cant go back there.
Dont be such a chicken shit.
My grandmother said
Of course she is going to tell you not to back there.
Samantha said abruptly, with a harsh tone in her voice.
She doesnt want to have to be worried about you.
But if you go now, while she is asleep, she wont have the chance to worry.
We will be back in bed before she wakes up and she will never have to know.
The idea of actually having a few more friends around made me feel a bit more reluctant.
You are sure we can be back before morning, right?
Where are your friends…the others?
They just pulled up, actually.
Samantha said, looking down at her phone which illuminated her face in the dark room.
Put your shoes on and lets get going.
Taking a deep breath, I slid on my sneakers and slowly crept down the stairs behind Samantha.
So, why does your grandma tell you to never come here.
It really isnt that scary.
Like, they are just woods.
Yea, they are more gross than they are scary.
said another one of the girls, looking at the mud sticking to the bottom of her shoe.
What the fuck was that?
Samantha asked, directing her stream of light frantically in front of her.
You guys heard that too, right?
Stop being a smartass, Sam.
one of the girls replied.
I dont want to be in here too much longer.
Im tired and this place sucks.
So much for your new little friend showing us something interesting.
the other girl chimed in.
She wasnt worth the trouble coming out here.
This is was a stupid way to spend a Friday night.
I didnt have the words to respond to them.
Im sure it wasnt anything good.
I turned and started walking back towards the house.
hollered one of the girls.
You made the freak cry!
The laughter chimed throughout the forest around me.
I wanted to run, but my legs wouldnt work.
I wanted to turn and see what was happened, but I couldnt spin.
I was frozen in fear.
In seconds, it was silent.
I closed my eyes and accepted that I was next.
I could feel every muscle in my body tense up, waiting for a gruesome end.
A hand met my shoulder one that was soft and familiar.
Oh, Little One, I told you not to come into the woods.
Now you have to become a Liar, just like me.
What do you mean?
Well, how are you going to explain your missing friends, dear?
Probably the same way I explain the lumber workers or the hikers who all disappear from these woods.
You become a Liar.
But we all need to eat.
Your parents did, just like I did, and just like you will soon.
I said, tears filling my eyes.
What are you talking about?
Our family is a little different.
We have held onto to this property for years and years long before I lived here.
It has always been a safe place for people like us.
And it will be yours some day to look over and to use as you yo.
Grandma, what are you saying?
I dont think I understand!
When asked about what happened here, you are going to lie.
Maybe not at first, but then who will believe you.
Youll become a Liar.
Just like the rest of us did.
Now, if you think you are ready if youre feeling hungry come eat with me.
If not, then head on home.
Youll be hungry someday soon enough.
The bodies of the girls were scattered across the ground, drenching every inch of foliage with blood.
My feet felt as if they were made of lead as my grandmother continued to shoo me.
Go one, Little One.
Ill be home soon.
All of that was a few years ago.
Since then, my grandmother had gotten sick and, in her old age succumbed to her illness.
And it wasnt even days after that I understood what she meant by hungry.
But I didnt want to continue on here.
Just one time to get it out of the way and Ill leave all the evidence behind.
Which is exactly what I did.
They found the bodies in a matter of days.
Maybe now, if they ask me, they wont think Im as much of a liar.
