Creepypasta Corner

Twin

It was a nice hot spring morning and I was on my way to school when I spotted someone looking at me. For some reason, it looked like me but pale; really pale, he was skinny and his clothes were a mess. I thought it was my imagination since I didn't sleep well.

You know, I suffer from Insomnia. It all started when my sister was raped, while she was babysitting me. The scene scared me for my whole life, and it caused my sister to commit suicide. I remember when I found my sister hanged, I fainted, causing me to go into semi-coma. All I remember is that someone else was with me.

After the horrific events, my parents became overprotective, always had my clothes. I was home schooled until I was sixteen. My dad argued with my mom, saying that I was too old to be babysat. I couldn't disagree that I as happy with the news. My mom handed me a cellphone, you know, so I could call her, if something happened to me.

I was in algebra, and since my teacher, Mr. Herrera falls asleep, my friends and I started talking. When I looked outside, that same person was watching me through the window. So I decided to close the shades. The same happened in the rest of my classes. The same freak stalking me every night. In gym, I was playing football when I saw IT again, I decided to follow him, like Alice chasing the bunny. I was expecting him to disappear but no, it wanted me to follow him. I was going further and further but Juliet Evans, stopped me and told me to head back.

I was in art, I was painting a picture of my sister, Liz, when I saw IT again. With anger, I closed the shades. My teacher yelled at me since she was painting a picture of the park, outside, so I had to open them again. To my luck, the person had disappeared, I went back to painting when I saw my face or his. It was painted with blood. I couldn't take it anymore.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!". I screamed, getting the attention of everyone.

Ms. Magally sent me to the school counselor, so I could tell her what the hell was going on with me. I was in Ms. Romero's office, a good looking woman around her early thirties. While I was talking with her, I saw IT again, in the mirror. I grabbed her souvenir from Florida,and shattered the hideous mirror that contained the face of the person.

They sent me to a hospital, where I would be visited by a psychiatric. The smell of old people was unbearable. I decided to turn on the TV but his face was there again. I changed the channel,but the face was there everywhere. In the walls, in the bed, EVERYWHERE!

I went crazy. I couldn't take it any longer, when he appeared mad grabbed my neck, I could feel his nails stabbing me. I grabbed a pencil and stabbed him, I heard him whine, but I kept hitting him. With anger, he twisted arm and broke it. I hit him between the legs and fled, scared of death. He followed me and I ran everywhere but he still found me and pushed me downstairs, I grabbed him and he fell with me. He was stunned, so I made my move, I snapped his neck. I saw his face, he had my eyes, my nose and my mouth, I was him and he was me. There was a note on his sweater.

"To Our Dearest Son, Calvin,

We are sorry we could not be with you, and enjoy your memorable moments but your twin sister Elie had many problems, we couldn't pay the bills and we were losing money, I hope you understand the reason why we put you in that orphanage.

With love,

Amber and David."

I had a twin brother, and my parents never told me. I started cry uncontrollably. The next, I found out how Calvin lived, he was adopted by drug dealers. He was always getting beat up, drugged and was being exposed to the real world while I was living the life, the Christmas with my family. He never knew to be a kid.

The next day, I found myself in a cold isolated place. I saw in my parent's bedroom, he was holding a knife, and I saw how violently he killed them in their own bed. I was covering my ears, to block their screams. I realized it was a nightmare and checked on my parents. They were fine so I went back to bed and  laid in there when I saw Calvin next to me.

Maybe you have a twin brother too. But you didn't know they existed, maybe they're right there next to you, or behind you, maybe they're by your window.