Chapter 1. The beginning

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Our story begins with twin girls, but these girls arent any normal twin girls. They were Siamese twins, also known as conjoined twins. Their names were Evelyn and Melody. They were both identical ofcourse, they both had ginger afros, commonly braided into boxbraids or cornrows. They were dark skinned and had emerald green eyes.
These girls, while never getting their own privacy, were very happy together.  They were attached at the side, which while still made their life complicated, made it atleast easier to do crafts. Melody and Evelyn loved to make little paperdolls together, the first one they ever made was of themselves, and their faces were smiling happily, their gapped tooth smile massive.
But on their 5th birthday, they got into an arguement. "I JUST WANT TO GET ALONG!" cried Melody. "AND I WANT MY PRIVACY!" Evelyn recoiled.
This argument went on for a few minutes, before Rose, one of their mothers, finally walked in. "Well girls, you've been arguing for so long I suspect that you'll appreciate your birthday gift," she said swiftly, "you'll be getting a seperation surgery next week," she finished. Evelyn and Melody were put into shock "SEPERATE US?!" Melody cried, "YOU CANT DO THAT!" she grasped on Evelyns hand while she said this. "She's right, one of us'll die! I remember a doctor saying that once!" Evelyn said, tearing up. "Now now, don't cry yet! I don't even know which one of you *will* being dying!" Rose said, no type of comfort in her voice. Evelyn let her tear fall down silently, but Melody broke out into full sobs, "NO!! We can't get seperated! I don't want to lose Evelyn!!" she cried as she gripped Evelyns arm in a desperate attempt to keep her there forever. "Now now don't worry! You'll be able to spend the rest of the week together! Now stop that bitch crying, its getting annoying," Rose snapped. Rose turned on her heel and walked back down the hallway, leaving Melody and Evelyn to stand alone in the living room crying together.

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