 I can see you out there staring at me. Your eyes are watching my every move. They stare with a look of judgment as if you want me to fail. Your eyes are threatening, scrutinizing my every word, ridiculing my movements, laughing at my facial expressions. They are the eyes my father looked at me from as he condescended to me and constantly criticized. He too always hoped that I would fail, just to prove him right. Your eyes mourn to me like a knife, as if you were discovering a perverse, violent delight in seeing me as ridiculous. If I were a first person narrator in a story that focused on the descriptions of other characters and the events of a plot, what I just said would be a good example of the literary technique called the unreliable or untrustworthy narrator. Notice that, from the details of my perceptions, I've revealed some issues regarding the relationship with my father. And even more, I've projected these onto you as if they were the objective truth of how you're watching me. My perceptions of you would now become the reality of the narration of my story, but they are most likely far from the reality of how you are looking at me now on your screen. As a narrator, I would not be attempting to offer my audience objective facts of a recognizable reality, but rather my highly colored perceptions and interpretations, given without any third party or factual corroborations to demonstrate these is accurate, or even to suggest my awareness of my personal bias. As a reader of any story, or watcher in this case, we undergo what is called a willing suspension of disbelief, as we read so as to attempt to understand the narration, trust the narrator, and interpret why the story is being told towards some implied politics, ideas, or theme. But unlike the classical omniscient that is all knowing third person narrator, the first person that unreliable narrator never suggests they are like the god of their world by offering you a mutually agreed upon objectivity, once upon a time these people did this, for example. Rather, he or she gives you her his or her own view of what happened and why it appears so important that it needed to become a story. In this way, an unreliable narrator's version of events and characters in the story will also build to reveal simultaneously his or her own personal prejudices, anxieties, fears, tastes, delusions, and even beliefs. The descriptions will often also imply the family and cultural environments that shaped his or her views, and so contributed to how he or she perceives and makes meaning from the world around them. Pretend for a moment that you are an author who wants to write a first person story that employs this mode of narration. Part of the reason you chose this narrative style is not only because you want your audience to understand that any person's reality is in part always subjective, as in the famous phrase, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but that you want your audience not only to grasp how the narrator's thoughts and descriptions become how he or she sees the world, but also why he or she sees it that way. By way of placing into the mouth of your narrator noticeable repetitions, exaggerations, patterns of thought, and especially symbolic perceptions, your story through this narrator would become as much about the narrator's psychology as it is about the events he or she is unfolding. To achieve this, you might make the narrator give background on who they are, where they've grown up, or lived, and why the particular event they are recounting has compelled them to tell the story. While a reader listens to that narrator and notices these patterns, he or she themselves might begin to take on the role of something like an armchair therapist listening to the clues and markers in the narration that signal why the narrative voice perceives and describes things the way they do. An influential modernist writer from Ireland, James Joyce, employed the technique in some of his earliest short stories. In one of Joyce's most highly anthologized pieces of short fiction entitled, Arabi, he has a mid-adolescent boy as an unreliable narrator tell the story of a few days during which he becomes obsessed and eventually talks to the girl of his first sexual crush, who is the older sister of one of his good friends. The boy has been born and raised a strict Catholic in 19th century Ireland and when Joyce hasn't relate the first time he views the young woman in isolation, the narrator tells us this, she was waiting for us, her figure defined by the light from the half open door. Her brother always teased her a bit before he obeyed and I stood by the railings looking at her. Her dress swung as she moved her body and the soft rope of her hair tossed from side to side. The second time the narrator sees her he tells us this, she held on one of the spikes of the railing bowing her head towards me. The light from the lamp opposite our door caught the white curve of her neck, lit up the hair that rested there and falling lit up the hand upon the railing. It fell over one side of her dress and caught the white border of a petticoat just visible as she stood at ease. In both passages the boy's perceptions of the girl suggest he sees her symbolically like an angel, back lit by a pure white light, as in the way he would have been taught to think about women through images of the Virgin Mary. But he also notes her swaying hair, her white neck and just the edge of her undergarment, her petticoat. As we read these passages Joyce gives us clues to understand that the boy's perception of the girl has been shaped by his culture's religious-based understanding of femininity as it is coming into conflict here with his earliest sexual impulses. The boy does not fully understand this even though he is the narrator of the story, but a perceptive reader can draw these conclusions from the ironic distance he gains by reading the narration carefully in this manner. In this way the first person unreliable narrator mode creates a psychological portrait of the narrator that is shared between the author and the reader, but is often never fully recognized by the character him or herself.