My name is Jenny-Lou.
Which I am really not proud of, as the dictionary defines "Jenny" as the female form of a donkey- a highly under appreciated animal. Not nice. But I didn't choose it, did I? People normally don't do that.
But sadly, I am not even allowed to do the things which people usually do. I know I sound like a whiny teen, but I assure you, it's a tad more complicated.
I'm not allowed to go for sleepovers, or movies, or anywhere else to have fun. I'm stuck in a room for most of the day- an empty room, except for a few clothes, and hair accessories lying around in a mess. The only thing that I like about this room is the window which leads to the world outside.
You see, I don't really have any friends, and maybe that's because of my name or my horrendous case of acne- so I am lonely most of the time, having nothing to do except to peek out of the window.
Maybe I am sick or something.
But I am visited by my twin sister frequently. She is free to come and go- out to the world full of mysteries and wonder. She is my only true friend, really. Our habits are as similar as our looks. Of course, we don't live together, for reasons I don't fully understand. But when she visits me, she talks to me from the other side of the window, sharing her secrets and incidents of the day. She shows me true self, which is sometimes hilariously silly, and sometimes raw and real.
We laugh together, giggle at the weekly gossip, and cry together as well. I get so exhilarated to see her, I usually end up forgetting my conversational skills and repeating what she says, in giddy nervousness.
She is my best friend. But it's always from the other side of the window. I am not allowed to leave my world, she is not allowed to leave hers.
The window mocks at me sometimes. Dares me to cross it, jump over it and visit my dear sister. It's a barrier. My sister calls it- what was the word she used?- a mirror.
I have finally made my decision. It's time for me to come out, face the other world, the other side of the barrier. To stay with my sister, who is so dear to me. I am like her reflection, am I not? We're inseparable.
I have mustered up enough courage. Tonight, I'll climb out of this window, and live with my sister.
Forever.
