Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 00:39
“Can I have a gum?” she asked.
I’ve always been like that.
“Out of my mouth?” I asked.
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“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.
“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”
My older sister Tracy was the opposite. Her twin Lori was more like me, don’t touch my food.
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“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.
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I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”
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Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.
“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.
I did and she popped it in her mouth and continued to chew it. I stared at her with a surprised look.
“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”
“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.
“I’ll get one next time. I’m in a hurry.”
“Give me half of yours,” she said.
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.
She even used my tooth brush once.
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.