I honestly hate having a twin sister. Everything is about her. Everyone says she's so pretty and she's so smart. Yes it is true that she gets better grades than me, but how can she be prettier? We're identical twin sisters.
I am so tired of people always comparing us. I am not going to be like her because I'm not her. Why don't they understand that? I can usually tolerate what everyone else says, but Megan pushed me over the edge.
We were sitting in my room and she looked at me. "Morgan can I ask you something?" She said
"Go for it sis."
"Why don't you try to be like me?"
I stopped ready my magazine. "What did you just say?"
"Well I'm just trying to say that maybe you would be happier if you tried to be like me. Pretty and perfect."
"Megan get out, now!"
She got up, flipped her hair and left. I slammed the door behind her dare she? Who did she think she was? That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. She had to go, and I was going to be the one to get rid of her.
I went downstairs and found her sitting on the couch. "Megan will you come walk with me?"
"Walk with you where?"
"The part of the woods we used to go to when we were little. Please. I know its random."
"Sure I'll go with you."
We went outside and started walking.
"Morgan why did you bring your bookbag?"
"It just has some stuff in it."
When we got to the spot I stopped. We used to go here all the time when we were little. Its so deep into the woods that nobody would be able to find us.
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Twin Sisters
Misteri / ThrillerSome people wished they had a twin. They think its the coolest thing in the world, but what if no one notices you because your twin is just so much better? Morgan knows this all too well.