I used to have a twin.
I'm a lonely child now.
I stay at the Mystery Shack now; because I can't face my parents.
I cut my hair to my ears.
I don't where sweaters; I wear normal shirts.
I ditched the skirts, jeans fit me better.
I took my braces out with pliers, it hurt like heck, but it was worth it.
My brother, Dipper Pines, he was something. Something special.
I think we used to have this catch phrase. It went like, "Mystery Twins!"
I am Mabel. I am alive.
But my brother, he's a goner.