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I was laying on my stomach playing my 3DS when my sister pointed out something I never knew but apparently she knew for years and never told me or anyone before. She took a mini black light and flashed it to the back of my right knee where a tattoo in clear ink to the normal eye was highlighter ink in black light. It said "warning (next line) is dangerous..." and has colorful splatters over "warning". In this dream it's not the first time we've seen this image before, we'd seen it in the name books by dad had in his little dresser that used to be next to his chest in the living room when we were kids but the thing is, there was a second image. It said the same thing but there was a line through the "warning" and there was a picture of it on skin too. Knowing my mind my sister and I came to the conclusion that I had a twin somewhere either dead after I was born or it was given away. I originally thought dead at birth since I had never met or even remember meeting a twin until I remembered an extra sheet of paper in the name book one was for me, one for my sister and an extra one be we thought it was just an extra one for me. I decided to look up the circled first and middle name and started with my birth moms last name, nothin popped up...my dads last name, someone did. A girl by the name "Raven Rain Walton". She apparently lived close by in a foster home but there was a death certificate saying "born after death" I decided to take a look and meet her because knowing the hospitals up here may have faked the death of the second child soon after being born and may have never let them see the child in death meaning my parents might've had the children get the tattoos soon after being born before the "death". The next day I went over to her and tried to meet her. I was able to and proved it to her by showing the tattoo. My sister also managed to remember another one that we had, hers was a feather, mine was a arrow, but my sister I grew up with had a bow all tattooed on our forearms in the same ink. After awhile of getting to know her I actually found out she was a they and nonbinary but did keep the name raven. Apparently she had similar suspicions about having a twin too and that's why she went to the foster family close to us but wasn't able to actually meet me and then we decided to confront my dad since my birth mom is already dead. Then I woke up before we actually talked to my dad.

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