It always began with, “Wait, you two look alike…Are you sisters?†Growing up as a twin, I never really was alone. We were always together, always dressed alike, always in each other’s company. My mother told us that when we were toddlers, we would play together, but we wouldn’t talk. Just simply look at each other and know what the other was thinking, not through some ESP connection though, just through the fact that we think in similar ways. Even throughout all four years of high school, we have always had at least one class together. Our junior year, we had four out of six classes together. You can pretty much say my twin is my best friend. But now, in our final year of high school, comes the one thing that will separate my sister and I. College. Although we are twins and may look physically alike, we developed different personalities, each having qualities that sets one apart from the other. This coming to the bitter reality of my sister and I attending different colleges. We have been separated from each other for a number of days before, but never have we gone an entire year without seeing each other. My decision to study abroad, and her decision to stay in the US is pain staking, but a risk I am willing to take. To study in a county I have always admired, would be a dream come true. A chance to be fully immersed in the culture, the people, and the beauty of the country is more than I could ask for. Being two peas in a pod, my sister and I, to be divided, would be an experience we have never had before. It is not something to be upset or sad about though, I view it as an opportunity to gain a sense of independence. Perhaps we were slightly independent on each other throughout our daily lives, cleaning up after one another, reminding each other to finish a task, or
It always began with, “Wait, you two look alike…Are you sisters?†Growing up as a twin, I never really was alone. We were always together, always dressed alike, always in each other’s company. My mother told us that when we were toddlers, we would play together, but we wouldn’t talk. Just simply look at each other and know what the other was thinking, not through some ESP connection though, just through the fact that we think in similar ways. Even throughout all four years of high school, we have always had at least one class together. Our junior year, we had four out of six classes together. You can pretty much say my twin is my best friend. But now, in our final year of high school, comes the one thing that will separate my sister and I. College. Although we are twins and may look physically alike, we developed different personalities, each having qualities that sets one apart from the other. This coming to the bitter reality of my sister and I attending different colleges. We have been separated from each other for a number of days before, but never have we gone an entire year without seeing each other. My decision to study abroad, and her decision to stay in the US is pain staking, but a risk I am willing to take. To study in a county I have always admired, would be a dream come true. A chance to be fully immersed in the culture, the people, and the beauty of the country is more than I could ask for. Being two peas in a pod, my sister and I, to be divided, would be an experience we have never had before. It is not something to be upset or sad about though, I view it as an opportunity to gain a sense of independence. Perhaps we were slightly independent on each other throughout our daily lives, cleaning up after one another, reminding each other to finish a task, or