Had a dream that I was back in high school talking to one of my dear friends during recess.
In the middle of the conversation, her twin sat down beside her and joined us.
Wait what? I didn't know she had a twin. She never told us, and I never see her at school! I was so confused when her twin sister showed up.
(FYI - she doesn't have a twin in real life.)
"Who the fuck are you..." I thought to myself. But of course I didn't say that out loud. I have manners after all, even in my dream.
I looked at her, squinting my eyes. "I don't think it's polite to stare," my conscious nagged.
They looked identical, with the same beauty mark, big doe eyes, and a hair cut so short the hair merely reached just half an inch below the ears. But somehow I was able to differentiate them. And I didn't like her. She was too foreign to me.
"Is she... the evil twin?" I thought.
"Stop being dramatic, they're sisters!" My dream conscious chided.
"... Fine. I still don't like her." I continued staring at her.
And then I woke up, confused for a few seconds, then chucking to myself once the dream sank in.
The dream is ridiculous, as she had looked exactly the same as she did 10 years ago in my dream. I'm pretty sure she has long hair now, always wearing her signature winged-liners and definitely no twin sister, especially given that I've just seen her last month.
God. I guess I miss high school? That'd probably explain the bizarre dream.
Love ya Piper, I hope you don't have a twin stashed in a corner somewhere. x
In the middle of the conversation, her twin sat down beside her and joined us.
Wait what? I didn't know she had a twin. She never told us, and I never see her at school! I was so confused when her twin sister showed up.
(FYI - she doesn't have a twin in real life.)
"Who the fuck are you..." I thought to myself. But of course I didn't say that out loud. I have manners after all, even in my dream.
I looked at her, squinting my eyes. "I don't think it's polite to stare," my conscious nagged.
They looked identical, with the same beauty mark, big doe eyes, and a hair cut so short the hair merely reached just half an inch below the ears. But somehow I was able to differentiate them. And I didn't like her. She was too foreign to me.
"Is she... the evil twin?" I thought.
"Stop being dramatic, they're sisters!" My dream conscious chided.
"... Fine. I still don't like her." I continued staring at her.
And then I woke up, confused for a few seconds, then chucking to myself once the dream sank in.
The dream is ridiculous, as she had looked exactly the same as she did 10 years ago in my dream. I'm pretty sure she has long hair now, always wearing her signature winged-liners and definitely no twin sister, especially given that I've just seen her last month.
God. I guess I miss high school? That'd probably explain the bizarre dream.
Love ya Piper, I hope you don't have a twin stashed in a corner somewhere. x
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