The Others

I can never forget the very day when I first met her...

It was a rainy day. The sky was roaring with thunder. Rain lashed on me unkindly when I hurried across the street. I was cold, gloomy and drenched to my very feet. 

"Excusez-moi, may I have a tissue please?" I asked politely to the girl who was standing beside me, painstakingly wiping away smudged traces of makeup on her face. 

"Sure."

She looked up and flashed a warm smile at me.

That was when I saw her. 

A girl who looks a lot like..... 

Me.

Okaaay, I wish I can tell my story like that too. Too bad it didn't happen that way in my case. 

If you think that having a twin is way too cool, you couldn't be more wrong!

Let me tell you why by introducing this annoying person who has been tagging me along for more than 21...Oops.. 18 years! =P

Meet Melon, the other person who shared the same genotype as mine. Thank you very much.  

Reading a good book has always been my ideal way of spending some "Me Time". Aaaah, the joy of reading a book often multiplies with a good cup of coffee. However, my bubbles of happiness punctured whenever Melon is around. 

Fight has been expected whenever she is involved. 

See what I mean? She is such a pain in the ass. My poor book ended up tore into half. 

Sadly, the rivalry doesn't stop here. 

I think it has been programmed into Melon to piss me off. 

Perhaps this is why she is so keen to lay her hands on my erm....Well, the following picture explains it all. 

  

NOTE: Part of the photo has been mosaic to avoid for being

an eye sore to my beloved readers.

As I had told you before, things can get very ugly indeed.....

Sigh, how do you solve a problem like Melon?

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