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Kimmydonn's Choice: Both
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I’d always known I was adopted. My mother was my age, sixteen, and couldn’t keep me. I didn’t blame her. What I couldn’t believe was that no one had told me about her. Not my birth mother—she was a high school kid who made a mistake. My sister, my twin. No one told me I had someone out there who may or may not look just like me. Did she know about me? Did she look down at the people streaking away down the dark asphalt and wonder if I was among them? I wondered if she was. Constantly. I sat out on the roof of the building every day after school and wondered if she was on her way home.
I guess I’ll never know.
I had a sister? Why did Mom and Dad wait until now to tell me? Did they think I couldn’t handle it? They said it just hadn’t come up. Well, why would I ask about a sister I never knew I had? A twin? They didn’t know if she was identical but thought she wasn’t. They’d considered adopting both of us, but in the end, someone else had taken my sister. She might have come with me to school, sat here on the bridge and watched the tiny fish streaking away down the dark river beneath our feet. What would that be like?
I guess I’ll never know.
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