When we buried my twin sister a little over seven months ago, I could barely even stand to be in the church. My whole family was grieving, but for me, it was the worst. No wonder, Stephanie and I had grown together since the minute we were a blip on a screen. She was my partner in crime, from the moment we entered the world to the minute she left it. We had the kind of freaky connection that books and movies always describe. I could literally tell what she was thinking, and she could feel it when I was injured, even if she was hours away from me. My parents had asked if I could give the
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