Erica

I am Erica.

And I would like to tell you about my sister Elaine.

We are closer than any other twins I know. When she smiles, it’s like I am the completion of that smile, we are two in one. Of course we do the typical twin things like finishing each other’s sentences, but the bond we have is stronger than that. We share most things because we have to, but we share our minds because we want to.

In school I don’t want to sit next to anyone other than Elaine, and I never have. A lot of times, schools try to separate twins because they feel they will distract each other, but we have always done our best work right beside each other. We are the top of our class.

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A bit of a rant, a bit of a rave

I’m not even going to beat around the bush. I’ve got a 3 part rant, but I have a feeling I’ll only get through one this time round. Watch out for the sequels…

Strike 1:  Kids

No day, no hour, no TIME, is sacred to these caterwauling creatures, and for the past two weeks, my ears, my house and my life, have been viciously abused by the un-angelic, un-harmonious and un-heavenly melodies of these pint-sized humans. I’ve got a screamer to the left of me, and screamers (plural) to the right, and here I am, stuck in the middle of it all.

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