He's a year and a half younger than me, so it was easy to take advantage of him back then.
I had this weird idea to experiment with lying, because it seemed so...well, bad. I just wanted to see what lying was like, just because it was something I never did.
Another thing that was strictly forbidden in our house was violence, which included punching, pushing, saying "Stupid", "Shut up", and biting. I looked at my brother and said, "Danny, bite my finger. I promise I won't tell mom."
So he did, and I yelled "MOOOOM DANNY BIT ME!!!!" and my mom came in and punished Danny.
So I don't lie anymore. At least, I try not to.