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Twin Sisters by Janice Harrell7/3/2023 ![]() We were so used to being together under the same conditions, same hopes, fears, and dreams. We tried to maintain our friendship, and you would think it would have been possible since we were so close but slowly we drifted apart. She drove me to achieve all I had aspired to accomplish. We were joined at the hip, as though God had super glued us together that first day we met. After critiquing them, we would perform them on the swing set for our families. We would create plays about a technically advanced space world. My reminiscing brought me back to our trips to the zoo, our great girl scout camp, Halloween costumes, birthday parties, and our favorite pastime, writing plays. Our trips to the grocery store with either of our parents, always brought the question, "Are you two twins?" After awhile I found myself saying, "Yes.". Our parents assumed that just about every weekend involved a sleepover. She instantly became a member of my family, and I, hers. Every moment of my elementary and junior high education held a place for her. From that moment on, Lauren and I became inseparable. ![]() ![]() ![]() My desire to make a friend overtook the tears and I returned the greeting with a smile. I gazed into the bright brown eyes of my classmate. Tears flowed as my mother left me standing by the book bag hooks. Thirty-six eager eyes glanced towards me. ![]() I flashback to the first day of my Catholic education. As I flip through my photo album, memories engulf my heart and mind. ![]()
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