A Difference Only A Twin Can Know
Walking down the hall, I knew that things would not be the same the next time I was here. It had been my 6th year and my twin was dating some chick in 7th year. I know it doesn't seem like a big thing, but we had never been apart.
Know, you may be wondering what this has to do with anything. Two weeks ago I had my world come crashing down around me when I walked into the great hall. Laying there with the dead was my twin Fred. He could have been asleep, but I know he wasn't.
Know to weeks later, I'm sitting here above our – my shop, with a half empty bottle of fire whisky, thinking. And that's the first thing I thought about when he was date some chick, I can't even remember her name. At the time I thought it was the worst thing that was ever going to happen, but now I know I was wrong.
Now I am all alone and half of me is gone and will never be back. I wish it had been me not him. Because now the whisky I have been drinking doesn't taste the same, just like everything else it's different.