I was lucky to have a sister like Caroline. She was kind, caring, and loving. But she was only known for her "irregular" features.
Let me explain what I mean.
Her face was misformed, since she came out of our mothers womb, at least that's what our parents told us when we begin to wonder why we looked so different. I always remember each appointment she was taken to, the people who looked at her, would joke and say that I took her beauty away. For the longest time, I believed it.
We both saw the world differently is what I am trying to say. She saw doctor after doctor, she saw hurtful words come one after another. While I saw friendly smiles, friendly words, and compliments. But I knew that anytime I talked to anyone I would feel hurt when people told me that they couldn't believe that we were sisters, let alone twins. And until I hit the age of 14 I was told that I was suppose to be the normal, ordinary daughter. The daughter that my parents would want to have. Again all that changed when I hit the age of 14.
When my world came crashing down.
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Irregular
Teen FictionTimes are hard. Especially after you lose someone you love. When hard becomes harder and all Charlotte can assure is that through these times she has her wonderful family. And the best sister she can have. Even if people call that sister a monster...
