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My Name Is Abigail: 2
Romance
 Created on 1-18-08
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My name is Abigail. Abby for short. Trixie is my sister. My wonderful sister. We are a year apart. She's 16 and I'm 17. My sister and I do everything together. I know it's hard to believe but we never fight. I guess it's due to the way we grew up. We rarely saw our father as kids. He worked nights at the mill. Our mother worked days while we were in day care; then school. We never interacted with the other kids in daycare. We had each other and that's all that mattered. The other kids would give us dirty looks but we would just stick our tongues out at them and continue playing in the sandbox. As kids we rarely fought either. Now that we're older, we know it's ok to have other friends. We figured that out once I was a freshman in high school and she hit 8th grade. Now I'm a senior and she's a junior. We share some of the same friends but we also have our own. Yea we have friends but nothing will ever change how close we are. No one accept him.
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Please Login to post comments| On February 2nd 2008 valiantvivian Said : | |
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It sounds awefully familar. I see the conection to reality but I think that this should have been first and "1" should have been "2." It would make more sense. |
