Prose

day dreaming

written by: babeestars

I sat there day dreaming. German lessons bored me to death, "carlisa,2 I whispered to the girld next to me. She looked up from the flower she was doodling which I'd taught her to draw. "mhh hmm" she murmured in reply. "do you think that everyone has a twin? Like a clone." It was something someone once said to me. They believed that everyone had a twin, well, a kind of twin. You didn't have to be the same age, or have the same family. You just looked the same, had the same kind of interests, the same mannerisms. That kind of thing.
"What?" she looked at me confused.
"Y'no, like on the other side of the world, someone like you."
"Don't be silly," she replied before continuing with her doodle. I sat there thinking about it abit more. I wondered whether I'd ever meet mine. Or whether I already had. Or maybe, just maybe, it was...
"Jennifer Vallens! Play attention!"

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