Honesty

Honesty, means to me is to be trustworthy. Be responsible, respectful, just be nice. One time I lied to my mom about something serious that happen to me and I wasn’t honest. It was along time so I don’t remember that much. My brother and cousin started a fire once in our back yard and it burned me on the arm. It didn’t hurt at that time but it then hit me. There was a scar on my arm and didn’t want to show my mom it because it will get my cousin and brother in trouble. At that time I thought that it was wrong to tell on my brother and cousin. So a few weeks later I still had the scar on my arm. I thought it will go away but it didn’t. One day I woke up and there was a sharp pain in my arm. I made the choice to tell my mom about the fire and the scar. I still remember what my mom said after she put a ice pack on my arm. “ why didn’t you tell me this could’ve been much worse”. At the moment I knew I had to be honest. That what honesty means to me.