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Write about twins, a 12-layer cake, a house that seems to be haunted but isn't
Story Planning
Sarah and Jessie were like no other twins in their small town had ever seen. Knowing this, they would switch places often in school. Jessie was really good at math, so she would take Srah’s place because she wasn’t very good at math. While Sarah was very good at history and Science. They got away with this until their 12th grade year when Jessie got pregnant by Sarah’s boyfriend. It wasn’t something Jessie wanted to do with Kyle. She tried to tell him more than once that she was Jessie, not Sarah, but since Jessie was walking out of Sarah’s math class, he didn’t believe her. He is now in jail, but that’s not the point of this story. Sarah and Jessie quit talking for a long time. It’s been 8 years since they last spoke. Jessie gets a notification that Kyle has been released. She doesn’t think too much of it because she no longer lives anywhere near her hometown. Jessie gets called back to her hometown when her mother passes away.
This is where the story starts…
“Annabel, come on. We are going to be late.” I say to my eight-year-old daughter. She just laughs and keeps skipping along the line. I smile at how carefree she is. I love that I was about to help foster and help grow her carefree personality.
“We can’t go anywhere until the boat arrives, mommy.” She says, stopping in front of me. “Can I have my juice now?” She asks, and I nod, digging in the bag for her bottle of juice and then handing it to her.
“Sit down next to me and drink it,” I say, looking around the waiting area. I freeze when I see Kyle’s parents staring at me, well more staring at Annabel. I stand up quickly. “Annabel, stay right here. Do not move.” I say harshly.
“Okay,” She squeaks out. I feel bad for scaring her, but I need to protect her. I stride right over to them and stop three feet away from them.
“Is she his?” His mom asks.
“Not that it matters because he can’t come around either of us, but yes. I came over here to tell you to stay the hell away from me and my daughter. We do not need him around us.” I bite out. His mom flinches but nods nonetheless. “Good.” I turn and walk back toward Annabel. About five minutes later, the boat shows up to take us across the lake. I see Sarah standing in the waiting area, but I don’t go to her right way just to make sure she isn’t here for them, they walk right past her, and she glares at them, which helps put me at ease. So, I walk hand in hand with Annabel over to her. Sarah isn’t looking at me, but she is watching Annabel closely. “Sarah.”
“Mommy, why does this lady look just like you?” Annabel asks, moving behind me. I lightly chuckle.
“Baby, this is mommy’s twin sister. Say hi to your aunt Sarah.” I say sweetly but glare at Sarah.
“HI, Aunt Sarah, My name is Annabel.” She says very quietly. Sarah crouches down to her level.
“Hi, little one. You look so much like your mommy.” Sarah stands back up when Annabel doesn’t say anything back to her. “Well, we better get going before the rush hits.” She says, turning and waking away. “We also don’t want the big cake I made to go to waste, now do we?” Annabel starts pulling me.
“Come on, Mommy, she has cake.” She says, tugging me along and making me smile. This is going to be tough. We get back to the house I grew up in, and it doesn’t feel like home. It feels like something has taken it over, and whatever it is isn’t good.
*Damn, I ran out of time to write this. Hope you guys liked it*
