Personal Narrative: My Life As A Twin

People say being a twin “must be amazing.” I have never heard a single person say otherwise. So now you must think I am of privileged few, a gem of reproductive success. I must tell you otherwise. That is not to say my experience as a twin has been bad. I would say quite the opposite. Life as a twin has been amazing. Ever since I can remember my twin brother and I have been inseparable. We obsessed over firefighters together, dreamed of being astronauts together, played on the same sports teams together, I do not remember a single time in my youth where I was ever a lone, he was always there.
But over time things change. The comfort of conforming to my twin lifestyle was becoming unpleasant. The attention I once adored was now a spotlight on my difference. I craved change, a new way of life, my own life. From the day I was born it has always been us, never him or I. My ambitions of branching out to play new sports, take new classes, and explore the unfamiliarity of independence had been crushed by the societal view of twins, that of complete similarity. But it was my ambition to be different. It began with the small things. I wouldn’t wear clothes with the same colors as my twin did on …show more content…
He’s my bro, I love him dearly. We still hang out a lot, play with the same friends, laugh at each other's jokes, and are as close as we ever were, it is just that we no longer have the pressure we once did to constantly be the same and to play to the idea that twins are the same, because we are not. I neither look back in the past in scorn. I could not wish for a better childhood, a better family, a better twin brother. The days of dressing up as firefighters, weekly trips to the malls, and matching Star Wars costumes were amazing and I will never forget the moments we, but it is time to move forward. In the future, I hope to further discover who I really am; to become the real