Poisoned Lies

C.C.O image from Pixabay

We will call her Mrs.X for the sake of this story, but that is not really her name. Giving her a proper name would only glorify her actions, and that is the last thing I want to do.

She wears different masks for different occasions, but the mask least like her is is the mask of kindness she uses to reel you into her trap. As soon as she reels you in, she will work her hardest to create enemies where friends once stood.

Name calling isn’t beyond her. She is always the first to point out someone else’s faults as if she has none of her own, and if someone does point out her faults, she will be the first to spread poisoned lies, not all will believe them, but some will and she knows it. She will do what she can to destroy the very people she once pretended were friends.

Mrs X has no problem causing a smear campaign, spreading the most outrageous lies. The farther she watches a person fall, the deeper she hurts someone the happier Mrs X is.

There are a few brave enough to stand up to Mrs X, to call her out on her poisoned lies, and she is not afraid to use words or even physical violence to “handle them.”

What Mrs X doesn’t count on is reaping what you sow, and when you sow hatred and lies you will reap those as well, so when Mrs X fell, she fell hard into a pit of her own poisoned lies.

(C) Michelle R Kidwell

October.10.2019