This is hardest thing in my life for me to talk about especially when some much power can put into something so ,…little. Unfortunately my story begins with family and ends with one less person. I was at the fond not tender age of 16, no less oblivious to the world and its inner workings. I had the “lovely” opportunity to be born into a large family with delusional and dysfunctional traits. As my family could contribute to new Webster’s Dictionary version of cliques (high school). It would be merely as so. Even so, they would turn out once a year to show togetherness or whatever that term means.
Being born from a twin can be something to brag about. But in this case,…….NOT REALLY !!!!!!!!! When you hear grown women and twins for that matter, bicker over religion ( one was muslim, the other christian), one slowly comes to the conclusion of the fact that it a possibility that they are in a family that shows some signs of “different” traits. Majority of “club” members in this knitted fabric, has some sort of hidden temperaments. Even so, there’s always that one that makes you smile. Sad thing about it is what got to this person is life’s uncertainty……………………..
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