My Life As A Twin

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I have a twin sister. We are eighteen, and finishing up our senior year.

We share the same friends, clothes, and interest. We are very similar, but also very different. For starters, I personally don’t think we look that much alike, yet I’m occasionally called Courtney, while she’s occasionally called Sarah. That’s not only a problem with twins I guess, but maybe just siblings, when your mom has five kids, we’re lucky we’ve never been called our brother’s names.

Having three older brothers, two in their 30s and one 20 now, they thought they were done having babies in the house. When my two oldest brothers found out my mom was having twin girls, they said “No! I thought you were done after Blake!”. Blake, who wasn’t even 2 yet, could careless. I guess it was hard for my two oldest brothers because they were 15 and 17 at the time, and already had a 1 year old in the house, now they were adding two new babies, at the sometime. They got over it though, I mean they had no choice!

After being inseparable for almost 9 years, when it was time to start 4th grade we decided it would be a good idea for us to be on our own in school. Well we thought it was a good idea, at the time. After 6th grade you have no choice, but to be separated in middle school. Starting a new grade by yourself is hard, and I give you guys without a twin props. I missed being with my sister all day, I don’t know if I could say the same for her, and after awhile I both got use to it.

We always have had the same friends, played the same sports, and tried to wear the same things, but don’t worry we ended the cliche matching thing when we were in 4th or 5th grade. Now that it’s a senior year, the reality that we might not even be in the same school, is well, hard and weird to think about. This year we do not have any classes together, but I see her a lot throughout the day and in between periods. Next year, we might be lucky to bump into each other at home.

Now that the countdown to graduation has started, so has the realization that we’re going to be on our own. We have done everything together, and now will be doing it alone, adult things by ourselves. When you are so use to having someone to lean on when being nervous and scared, is well, very comforting, now we won’t have that. We will be on our own, starting college, becoming independent.