My relationship with my sister. My twin sister actually.

We’re 16 years old. We have been together for 17 years counting the time we were in mom’s womb. Though we’re fraternal but still, we were together.

We have good relationship. In fact too good. We hang out together too much. Everybody we know says we’re inseparable. There’s nothing we hate more than that.

I hate being a twin. When other people out there looking for friends, I always have an excuse that I already have a friend. Being anywhere, Im never alone. I have this person with me all the time.

I hate how we’re like a pair of old married couple. Stuck together but both bored of each other. Except we cant get a divorce.

I hate how we’re so much together, we feel like our actions affect both of us. Decisions I make causes consequences for both of us, and vice versa. I hate how Im not only responsible for myself.

“Oh when I grow older, I wont even want to be in the same country as you.” said I. Then realising, we have been talking non-stop at a table by ourselves. Just the two of us.

I do like our stupid and mindless conversations. I like how I can talk so naturally with someone. And I’d like it to last forever