Today was weird, even for me. Where do I even start? Hm...Okay, this morning I got up to go shopping. I crammed myself into a Tracker, which is a very compact car with four seats and two doors. I would have preferred sitting in the backseat, so my mother and her boyfriend were not talking into my right ear; but despite that, it was a great ride, nothing at all like a dinky little car. It's high up and roomy, at least up front. It's also very square with big windows, and I didn't get carsick at all.
He dropped us off at my bank and we walked to hers. Then he picked us up and off we went. He dropped us off at Superstore and I had to witness their kiss, which of course makes me look like the girl who traveled there with both of her parents. I do hate misconceptions; especially since humans are so judgmental. (Another reason I'm convinced I'm a robot or an alien.)
I spent the entire shopping trip pretty much dehydrated, and refused to drink something before paying for it because even though I see it all the time, I don't like the idea. Call me crazy, but I just think you should pay first and consume later. Well, despite Mom saying we could get everything on the list and then some, we didn't even get half. I stood in line next to this woman whose chin had actual hair on it. I could see them. They were white and very much resembled a cat's whiskers. But she was nice, and I really tried my best to be.
And then...I saw my deceased stepfather. Well, his lookalike, who had his voice and his arrogance and his walk and the same exact face, at least from a distance. I was too afraid to go closer. I also saw a lookalike of one of my aunts. But the lookalike of my stepfather really got me. He was yelling, just like him; and his voice was a perfect match - literally. I actually asked my mom if she thought it might be him, and she said no, but my brother later on told me that yes, he does have a twin. And not a literal, blood-related twin; which is even creepier.
I know it's foolish to think it was him - my mother saw him dead as a doornail on the hospital bed. But how can resemblances be so close, without relation? Even I have a twin, according to my mother and brother. I've never seen her. I've just seen a girl who shared my first and middle name, and we were born on the same day of the same year. Which is, somehow, less weird. I'm not sure how.
He dropped us off at my bank and we walked to hers. Then he picked us up and off we went. He dropped us off at Superstore and I had to witness their kiss, which of course makes me look like the girl who traveled there with both of her parents. I do hate misconceptions; especially since humans are so judgmental. (Another reason I'm convinced I'm a robot or an alien.)
I spent the entire shopping trip pretty much dehydrated, and refused to drink something before paying for it because even though I see it all the time, I don't like the idea. Call me crazy, but I just think you should pay first and consume later. Well, despite Mom saying we could get everything on the list and then some, we didn't even get half. I stood in line next to this woman whose chin had actual hair on it. I could see them. They were white and very much resembled a cat's whiskers. But she was nice, and I really tried my best to be.
And then...I saw my deceased stepfather. Well, his lookalike, who had his voice and his arrogance and his walk and the same exact face, at least from a distance. I was too afraid to go closer. I also saw a lookalike of one of my aunts. But the lookalike of my stepfather really got me. He was yelling, just like him; and his voice was a perfect match - literally. I actually asked my mom if she thought it might be him, and she said no, but my brother later on told me that yes, he does have a twin. And not a literal, blood-related twin; which is even creepier.
I know it's foolish to think it was him - my mother saw him dead as a doornail on the hospital bed. But how can resemblances be so close, without relation? Even I have a twin, according to my mother and brother. I've never seen her. I've just seen a girl who shared my first and middle name, and we were born on the same day of the same year. Which is, somehow, less weird. I'm not sure how.
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