Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?
Last Updated: 26.06.2025 14:22
I’ve always been like that.
“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.
My older sister Tracy was the opposite. Her twin Lori was more like me, don’t touch my food.
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“I’ll get one next time. I’m in a hurry.”
“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”
I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.
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She even used my tooth brush once.
“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”
“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.
I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”
I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.
“Can I have a gum?” she asked.
“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.
“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.
I did and she popped it in her mouth and continued to chew it. I stared at her with a surprised look.
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To put a face to my story, Tracy from her college yearbook.
“Give me half of yours,” she said.
“Out of my mouth?” I asked.
Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.