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Monday, June 29, 2015
Sibling Rivalry
I’ve always lived in his shadow.
He was always faster than me, stronger than me, picked before me… everyone liked him more than me. We were born together, but we couldn’t have been further apart.
He grew up to be successful. Loving wife and kids, dog, picket fence, the works. I grew up to be the opposite. I made it through my days fueled by jealousy and resentment.
Each morning I awoke hoping it’d be through the eyes of my brother. Just one day, I told myself, one day in my life and he’d know just how hard I have it. Everything always worked out for him, he never struggled a day in his life, and then one day I killed him.
You see, he never told his wife about me, his kids never knew of their uncle, his friends never knew of his brother; I simply didn’t exist. So now I make my way up to my new house, to be greeted by my new wife, and hugged by my new, loving kids.
They won’t know the difference. We were twins, after all.
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Credits to: ElizaberryLOL
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