I am her twin, her evil twin.
That's what they have dubbed me after trying to push her into a thing of lava, with some good reasons. Sure I helped the children read, and feed the poor. I did a lot of charity, that what had those judges thinking I was a good twin. For a bunch of "wise people" they don't really look into the background history of these matters deeply, if they have they would learn of certain facts.
Like how my parents already dubbed me the evil one, casting me aside to some relatives that live outside of the states. Maybe that's why I'm so goody-goody and a straight A student, or maybe because when I was younger I had to be hospitalized a lot. Don't really make a lot of friends there except for nurses, doctors and other sick kids.
I can't remember what I had, but whatever it was it was slowly eating away at me each day. At my sickest I had so many machines hooked up to me, it was pretty scary.
No surprise that my parents didn't come to see me, I bet they're too busy preserving the stupid family secret, or pampering Sabrina. Doesn't matter, it was that anger that got me through. In fact I help people because I want to prove that I can be good too, old system or not!
That's funny, it was anger that made me into the person I am today and it was anger that brought me to Twin city. It was more than anger, it was pure, unnatural hellish rage that was my downfall.
I know a lot about my sister, even though I wasn't allowed to see her. Sabrina has a nice house in the suburbs with two loving, if not almost sitcomish, aunts, a on-off boyfriend and to top it all off she gets a perfect bill of health.
I lived with a cold and distant aunt, too many girlfriends that broke my heart or my bank account and lived in a shitty apartment in Roppongi. Plus I have this bad health too, it comes and goes but watch out when it's in full swing.
She got everything, didn't she? Sure she may face a dilemma now and again but she over comes them with her magic and power, coming up smelling rosy.
Now me, on the other hand, got the short end of that stick too as my powers have been the source of my health problems. They were always threatening to kill me from within if I hadn't gotten the help, and the special training, to control them. When I had to face dilemma on those rare times outside of the hospital I used my fist, my wits and my luck to get out of it and I earned scars and experiences.
My experiences, haven't thought of that.
The hospital, the vow to brove I am better than my sister, my aunt show up on the last day of my hospital stays. I never thought of it that way, it makes me kind of laugh.
Hhmm, maybe I realize that I maybe her twin. But I am my own person too, and that's something no one can change.
Now where are those scissors, I want to cut my hair.
I noticed there was a kind of a lack of Sabrina's twin fics around, I decided to do one up quickly. It would have been better if I could have remember the twin's name.
