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My mom is lying in pain at North Memorial hospital. She’s in a closed room with doctors all around her. One doctor on the computer, and the other three assisting her. All the lights have been turned on. The doctors all had gloves on with their face mask tightened around there head. My dad’s hand was becoming blue from the grip my mom had on him. He began to have a gross look on his face like when you eat something sour. I was being born. Little did I know, that right behind me was my best friend.
My brother Brent and I have been bonded since birth. We didn’t look alike. Most of the time people would mistake my buddy, and me to be twins rather than my actually twin. Growing up with my brother Brent, we had obviously had our connections. For example, we would like the same things like hockey, soccer, golf and even video games. We would always go to our friend’s house together because most of the time we …show more content…
All I can say is yes! Twin telepathy is something extraordinarily weird. It’s when twins have a way of communicating thoughts directly from one person's mind to another person's mind without using words or signals. Most people will say it’s just a myth, and that it is scientifically proven that there is no real evidence. Well, I beg to differ when my brother and I have experienced it many times. We would start singing a song at the same time when that song wasn’t even brought up in the day or the past week. And when I say at the same time, I mean the same part, same word and the same tempo. It’s weird in a way but we laugh about it. Another time is when we are having a conversation with our parents and we say the exact same thing at the same time. Or he’ll say something that I was thinking, but I didn’t say it. It’s such a strange phenomenon that I can’t really rap my head around it. I do believe that this is happening because we are so close to one another growing up basically side by

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...room with doctors all around her. One doctor on the computer, and the other three assisting her. All the lights have been turned on. The doctors all had gloves on with their face mask tightened around thier head. My dad’s hand was becoming blue from the grip my mom had on him. He began to have a gross look on his face like when you eat something sour. I was being born. Little did I know, that right behind me was my best friend. My brother Brent and I have been bonded since birth. We didn’t look alike. Most of the time people would mistake my buddy, and me to be twins rather than my actual twin. Growing up with my brother, Brent, we had obviously had our connections. For example, we would like the same things like hockey, soccer, golf and even video games. We would always go to our friend’s house together because most of the time we...

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