A part of me

Janet died a year ago, or so people think. But I know better.
She misses being in society, still the social butterfly. I urge her to stay hidden, but she manages to claw her way out to meet people, friends, family.
Luckily people think it’s me, so no one suspects anything.
Thank goodness we are twins. I can’t have people send her away,  again.
She completes me.

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2 thoughts on “A part of me

    • Sneha says:

      Oh interesting. Here what I meant is, the other sister can’t cope with the loss of Janet, so her consciousness adopts a different personality at times, that of Janet to help her cope. It’s sort of like a personality disorder.

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