It was Tuesday 11 June 1991 in Wokingham Berkshire England. It was a clear summer night and in the hospital there was my mother squeezing me out of her vagina. Eventually at around 6:30 I arrived. I thought I was alone untill my twin brother arrived. I had a sort of deformity with my face however my twin brothers face was perfectly normal. I was named Doot and the little bitch of a brother was named Dan. I was given a horrible life from the start. Even on Day 1 Dan was still better than me with his perfect face and perfect name. As we grew older and had the ability to move and so on I was quite misbehaved. But I guess that's karma since I was given such a shitty life. Whenever relatives visited they didn't want to hold me. I knew I'd get revenge but I prefer to think of it more like karma...
A/N - Hi vicky
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Doot Howell: Life Story
FanfictionI am Doot Howell and in this book I shall tell you about my life
