My Wicked Twin

My brother and I, are antipodes; like the flip sides of a coin, only joined at the hip, like Siamese twins.

We grew up in a small town together, graduated university the same year, and now work at the same local company. But he is an absolute charmer, the kinds, who mostly lies to make people feel better. He is an enticer of beauty, the Wordsmith, and at least five times better looking than me. People—especially girls—like him instantly; he of course has that magnetic personality and knows how to best use it.

wicked twinI,on the other hand, am docile, feeble and unsure; perhaps someone, who needs help. Continue reading