Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?

“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.

“Can I have a gum?” she asked.

She even used my tooth brush once.

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“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”

“I’ll get one next time. I’m in a hurry.”

I did and she popped it in her mouth and continued to chew it. I stared at her with a surprised look.

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I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.

“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.

“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.

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To put a face to my story, Tracy from her college yearbook.

“Give me half of yours,” she said.

Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.

Im a 14 year old girl who doesnt want to wear a hijab but my parents force me to wear one. It makes me dislike it more. Im not ready for one no matter what people say and they get really mad at me. I have bad grades and no motivation. What do I do?

I’ve always been like that.

“Out of my mouth?” I asked.

“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.

Every time I brush my hair when it’s dry it poofs up like a poof ball. But if I don’t brush it looks tangled and messy. I know I have some sort of curl or wavy hair, ive tried gels to define curls but it makes my hair frizzy and messy. What do I do?

“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”

My older sister Tracy was the opposite. Her twin Lori was more like me, don’t touch my food.

I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”

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I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.