Doppleganger

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“Henna, have you heard the gossip about you?”

“No.”

“Girl, this is important. There’s this boy named Javier and he’s more like you. He’s your guy version and you’re his girl version.”

“I doubt it.”

Abegail and I decided to talk to him about this matter. He was surely my carbon copy.

“Javier, this is Henna. She looks like you,” Abegail introduced me to him.

He stared at me, saying, “I know her.”

“You mean?” I asked.

He then told me about our father and him was taken as refugees before we separated. It turned out he was my twin.

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