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My twin and I have always had a strong connection. When we were babies we would always take our naps together (holding hands), and if our parents made the mistake of putting us in our own individual cradles, we would stubbornly cry until we were together. We even had our own language when we were babies though I’m not sure why we needed to talk, we always knew what each other was feeling.
A favorite story my dad always loves to tell, is when we first learned to crawl. You see I learned to crawl backwards before I learned to crawl forward, and my twin sister Brenn learned to crawl forward before she could crawl backwards. So for entertainment, my dad put us facing each other, but going one direction.
Devin
Oklahoma
Devin and her Twin, Brennah
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I was born August 11, 1986 in South Korea. I am 21 years old and was adopted by my American parents at four months old.
Just this last May of 2007, I learned I was a twin separated at birth. My twin coincidentally learned of my existence several months later, in September. Because of that coincidence, she began searching for me, as I already had begun searching for her. If not for her search, I would likely never have found her, or known if she was even alive.
She lives with our birthmother in South Korea, and doesn’t speak very much English. The story was in the Star Tribune on December 30, 2007, with a follow-up story in February.
I wish I could be with her and get to know her, but the distance and the language barrier, and the lack of money make it difficult. I have met her one time and I will never forget it.
Emily Saunders
Forest Lake, Minnesota
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My twin and I are like night and day. Fraternal, yet we share an unusual bond of hindsight and foresight.
We usually relate to one another in an uncanny way as if we can read one another’s thoughts before we speak.
If I have a headache it’s usually because she has a hangover.
We often think of one another around the same time and when she is in trouble I can sense it or I will dream of her before an unfortunate occurrence.
Our separation was quite difficult at an early age, as one of us was co-dependent on the other. We didn’t fair well in the teen years … separate friendships, different dislikes and likes, and we fought constantly.
Now that we are older we are always in contact with one another almost everyday.
Evelyn
Michigan
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I was born without my twin. My twin was miscarried. I have always known I was supposed to be a twin.
I used to look for signs of any kind to see if I was right. I would tell my mom I was supposed to be a twin and then tell her why my twin was never born.
I have always felt the loss of not having her around and always wonder how different my life would be if she survived. My mom eventually told me when I got older what had happened to my twin.
Peah
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I am certainly delighted, as I was able to relate to the stories faced by other twins. My sister and I were born in May 1989 with a difference of 20 minutes apart. We are identical and inseparable.
We wear the same clothes, have the same shoe size and have the same hairstyle. Even though we said that we wanted to change.
Although we have a lot of similarities there are some minor differences. My sister is right-handed while I am left-handed.
We attended the same school but different classes. My sister took accounts as one of her subjects while I took design. There was an occasion when we played a prank on our teacher. After school I stayed back to finish up my design project for my exam and my sister would usually sit beside me and wait for me to finish up my work. However, one day I went out to the school canteen leaving her alone in class with my work.
Incidentally, when I was out, my teacher was looking for me. My teacher did not know that my sister was not me. So he said to her “Have you finished your work? I want you to do this and this.” Not wanting to be rude, my sister let him finish his sentence and just nodded all the way. After he finished his sentence, my sister apologized and said “Sorry sir, but I am not your student.” And when I returned to class, he scolded me and told me the whole story and both of us laughed about it.
Syiqah
Pasir ris
Singapore
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My sister and I are one minute apart. We are identical and mirror image. Mirror image means that some things about us are exactly opposite. I am right-handed and she is left-handed. I lost my right front tooth first; she lost her left front tooth first.
I love switching places with her to trick people. We do everything together. We share everything. We rarely argue. When we do, it’s about who gets to wear something one day when we both had the same idea to wear it then.
The only thing I don’t like is when people refer to us as “the twins.” We are different people and are totally different. (Well, not totally.) She is my confidant. We rarely keep secrets from each other.
I love her more than any of my other family members. We don’t quite have that whole twin telepathy thing. We may have when we were younger, but if we did no one ever noticed.
I love being a twin.
Jessica
South Carolina
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About a week ago I dreamed I had died. Most people don’t make it to death in their dreams, but mine was different. I actually felt myself die and heard a deep voice talking to me in a language that did not seem modern.
When I had the dream I woke up immediately and stayed up from the time I had the dream until about 5 days later. Every time I got into a car and we would go around a curve I felt as if we were going to go off the road and wreck.
On January 23rd when I was heading home at about 9:30 pm I stopped feeling that strange feeling. When I got home I went upstairs and fell asleep next to my mom on our couch. At 3am I woke up just in time for two sheriffs, standing in front of the couch to tell me and my mom that my twin sister had been in a car when it had went around a curve, ran off the road and hit a bunch of trees.
My twin sister and good friend were both killed in the accident; they were both only 17 years old. The driver and other passenger survived.
Kyle
Carolina Beach, North Carolina
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My mom and auntie do not look the same to me but other people think they do look like twins. Their voices sound the same. And when my auntie calls me I always say ‘yes mom’ and the same thing happens to my cousin when my mom calls.
Shalee Walker
England
